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[camwyn]

In light of the fact that I have to transport one of our old servers up to the Company Designed By Gamers today, I drove into Manhattan from home. It was... surprisingly painless, although a few people were of course jerks. That's just how it happens and I am not complaining. Nevertheless, I will be quite happy when my ZipCar application is processed and I never have to drive my own car in Manhattan again.

Side note: it is very hard not to laugh when you are navigating your way northward from the Holland Tunnel and the radio bursts into John Mellencamp warbling about the wonders of small towns. I mean, c'mon. Manhattan! Might as well be singing about wide-open grassy spaces while trying to work your way across the streets of Beijing!

When it comes right down to it, before I was ever an honourary Canadian, I was a New Yorker. Bred, born, and raised, mind you- my grandparents were born in the city, and so were my parents, and so was I. I lived in Queens until I was 11 years old. I've been mostly in Jersey ever since, but ultimately? Still a New Yorker under the skin.

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[vivian-shaw.livejournal.com]

*snrk*

Should've been the Queens Midtown Tunnel. Then you could have sung Elvis songs upside down at two hundred miles an hour, which as anyone knows is a common occurrence in that locality.

[camwyn]

That would require me to be traveling in Queens, d'you see. I was coming in from New Jersey, remember?

[vivian-shaw.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes, but upside down 200mph Elvis! To hell with accuracy and verisimilitude.

[camwyn]

Sweetheart, the last time cadhla was in town, I brought up the possibility of going to a certain address and knocking on the door. She was adamant that we not do so, on the grounds that she was sure the old Black man inside would look up and say something like, "Good to have you back, kiddo." She's quite sure that- well, as she put it, "You don't seriously believe you really spent four years at college in Cleveland, do you?"

Which reminds me, I need to replace my sunglasses. No, really, I can't find the earpiece to these.

[vivian-shaw.livejournal.com]

Gah. Every time I walk past that building I have this barely masterable urge to do just that.

Plus I have my own neuralyzer. I think I lose all points at humanity for that.

[sundre.livejournal.com]

you came to mind today. was reading the partly cloudy patriot by somebody vowell. there's an essay near the end called "cowboys v. mounties." 'twas fun and definitely worth the read but, mind you, i don't entirely agree with her assessment of the usa/canada relationship, or of canucks as polite conformists.

someone needs to give her some of the good stuff in canadian history. we have our drunkard politicians, our gold rush crazies, and a rebellion or two in our past. plenty of fuel for inspiration.