Soaked

The weather in New York is just nasty right now. It has been raining since Saturday and just continues. One of my roommates just walked in from out in the elements and said, "It's not nice outside. I never want to go out again." Friends, it is this bad.

I spent much of yesterday out in the elements mailing things for work, and I picked possibly the worst day in a while to check out a new grocery store just north of us close to Harlem. It was on this grand day out I met my new nemesis. It was not nature itself or a fellow citizen piloting a taxi through a lake sized puddle and spraying me with a tidal wave collected rain. No. It was one of my own, one that I trusted, and he buckled under the pressure. In all honesty, he just wasn't built for this, the powerful gusts, these mighty expectations on his frail frame.




















Rest in peace, my fallen protector. May there be sunny skies for you up there in the great beyond. And may your lifetime warranty work to bring one of your brave friends to me soon.