5:45 pm: Traffic was a little grumpy. I chatted up a friend on the way home from work.
6:00 pm: Changing my clothes to make the 6:42 train to Grand Central to meet up with Chris.
6:15 pm: Noticed that I had been trying to read the same email for about ten minutes. Man, I had a headache.
6:16 pm: Unzip meter. *Click* Oh good. 30 mg/dl.
6:16 and a half: Eight guzzled sips straight from the juice bottle. Cats are milling around at my ankles, keeping tabs on their home-alone owner.
6:25 pm: Fumble to finish dressing. Still feeling like garbage. Must make train. Must talk like robot.
6:38 pm: In the car, mostly dressed, feeling better but still a bit crummy. Eating a piece of frozen wheat bread that I grabbed from the freezer (obviously) because when it’s frozen, I can gobble it down easier than chowing on a dry piece of bread. Text Chris: May not make train.
6:41 pm: Park car. Run like hell from the car to the platform. The lights of the train are approaching as I coax a ticket from the automated machine. “Come on!” I mutter. Half a piece of frozen bread still clutched in my hand. Ticket prints. Doors open. I scramble on. Finish my froast (frozen toast).
7:45 pm: Meet Chris in Grand Central. “What happened?” he asked. “I was low. And I had to run. But everything is cool now.” He nods and takes my hand. And we commence our travels to Rockefeller Center to see The Christmas Fun.
I’m such a tourist, but it is just so amazing to see all these sights. The snowflakes in the background here actually were part of a music and lights show. I took a video. It’s linked here.
These ornaments impressed the hell out of me. They were across the street from Radio City and I just couldn’t rip myself away. The sound of the water rushing, the steady hum of the city … it was awe-inspiring.
Chris took this shot and I thought it was absolutely beautiful.
And, of course, the tree itself. The camera fritzed out a bit, but we scored a few shots of the massive Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree, all twinkling and gorgeous in the night air.