Don’t Ask

So I don’t have to tell. It was a weekend to beat all weekends, none of which is reportable. But I can tell you the main event I missed: the ‘No pants subway ride’. Everywhere, apparently on Sunday, improv groups in their skivvies and less were riding the rails and I missed it!!

Incomprehensible

A popular foreign movie: show times, 1:15, 3:30 and later. First one, half empty, the second time, filled to the gills. Wouldn’t you figure this out on a holiday, and maybe, just maybe get up and out for the first one? The line was around the corner, excluding the many disappointed wannabe attendees.