I left my reading glasses

I left my reading glasses over at Krista’s last night after the Apprentice viewing party, so had to leave early this morning to retrieve them. I don’t often get early weekday morning strolls through my neighborhood, and it was really nice, especially since tomorrow is the big move and it was probably my last early weekday stroll through that neighborhood. We’re not really moving very far away, but I think I’ll still miss living in the area. I have a t-shirt with a squirrel on it that says “Park Slope” that I coveted for awhile before J surprised me with it. Now, I have never been one for wearing shirts with team names or school logos on them; I don’t own any band t-shirts that aren’t for sleeping in and generally shy away from that line of “Ithaca is Gorges!” hipster shirts. But I love this shirt. It had a squirrel on it and it wasn’t even ironic: I actually lived in Park Slope. Now I’m not sure what to do with the shirt. I’ll feel self-conscious wearing it in Sunset Park, and if I wear it elsewhere I won’t really be advertising the place where I live anymore. It’s a shirt of and for Park Slope. Damn cute squirrel.

There was something specific I wanted to remember about the Apprentice so we could laugh together at it, but now I don’t know what it was. Let’s just remember some highlights anyway. Remember when Tana left the governor outside and wouldn’t go meet him? Remember when she told the one official that she wanted to punch her team member in the face? Remember when she thought the Puerto Rican flag was the American flag? And then after the huge disaster of her event, remember when she squawked, “That couldn’t have gone better!” The. Best.

Willow chose a very exciting special someone to interview for her Ultimate Blogger challenge. I believe everything is posted tonight, so those of you who aren’t moving big boxes to a new apartment and who have internet access over the weekend can check in and learn more about my mysterious J (you may have to scroll around for Willow's entry). Did you know he worked in a cheese factory and had a psychic dream about becoming a hurdy gurdy man? Well.

UPDATE re: Apprentice moment I wanted us to remember together: J just called (he has those comment allergies) and reminded me. Remember when the last shot of Tana was her hiding in the lobby waiting for her "employees" to leave, hunched over a seran wrapped bowl of pretzels? And she bit into a pretzel and said, "I paid for these bitches, I'm taken em home!"

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