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October 31, 2007

Leaving New York

My last day in New York began well. I have long been a fan of smoked fish, and so I was unable to resist the "Lox on Lox" advertised in the menu at Norma's.

Lox on Lox was, as advertised, a mountain of lox. The bottom layer was a bagel, toasted, coated with a healthy serving of cream cheese and covered with an astonishing amount of lox. The middle layer was a bagel, toasted, coated with a healthy serving of cream cheese and covered with an astonishing amount of lox. The top layer was a mini bagel coated with a healthy serving of cream cheese and covered with an astonishing amount of lox. On the very top was a little cup made out of lox filled with three kinds of caviar. Surrounding it all was a veritable garden of red onions and eight of the largest, fattest, most delicious capers I have ever eaten. After eating it all, I had to wash my hands.

Whereupon, I found The Airblade.

I beheld the Airblade. The fine print promised a speedy, gratifying hand drying experience. It was with trepidation that I thrust my hand into The Airblade, as instructed. While The Airblade went about its noisy business, I had the distinct impression that the skin was being removed from both of my hands. The Airblade finished. I removed my hands, expecting a Sahara-like dryness. I found instead that my hands were still soaking wet. Pulverized but wet. I used a paper towel. Hand dryers just don't work. If The Airblade didn't get the job done, I fear that nothing will.

It was a busy day. An interview, a meeting, another meeting, and then a frantic walk back to the train station as moments ticked town to the departure of the 6:20 regional. I could not help but stop and take this photo, though. I turned my head to see the Empire State Building bearing down on me in the dying light.

I arrived home to find Iggy still wearing her party hat from Bob's birthday dinner a few nights past.

A lively, festive girl, she is always the last one to admit that a party has ended.

It was good to see that certain things proceeded apace in my absence.

According to the pregnancy tracker widget mounted in my dashboard, 18 weeks have elapsed. Only 154 days to go...

Posted by bogenamp at October 31, 2007 09:14 AM

Comments

hope you made it to the burger joint next to norma's as well!

Posted by: T at November 2, 2007 11:23 AM

i love love love the belly pictures! keep 'em coming!

Posted by: andy at November 2, 2007 01:21 PM