Today was just too beautiful to stay inside. After all, my place was spotless, I was off, and I was aching to soak up some sunlight. You can’t help but be electrified by the first few days of true Spring weather after having endured the dreadful Northeast Winter for months on end.
I met up with Jaybird at 42nd street, and we went to Dallas BBQ for lunch—and managed to NOT have drinks. Our El Salvadorean waitress warned me that drinking on a Monday would lead to heavy drinking throughout the week. We will just say my glass of sweet tea had to stay full to avoid ordering my beloved frozen Texas size long island ice tea. My quarter chicken was fantastic.
From BBQ’s, we walked up eighth avenue and visited Alex for a few. He was overjoyed to be having a date later in the evening with someone interesting. We grabbed some more iced tea and walked up to Columbus Circle. There is always someone to look at there, generally in the form of a skaterboy.
We entered the park at the southwest corner, and wandered throughout the park for a couple hours—stopping to take in the sunlight every so often. The light was just golden, thats the only way to put it.
There were lots of couples on the water in boats, and even more just walking around together. Someday I will have a significant other ask me for a walk in Central Park on the first golden day of the year. However, Jay and I decided though that even though we are all about equality, two men in a boat on the water just looks hilarious. Oh well, there are still carousels. Speaking of couples on the water, we saw a guy rowing his girl through the water romantically—while she texted, tweeted, and wasted the entire experience. Bleh!
The grand angel statue in the central promenade had no water surrounding her in the fountain, which was weird at first. I’m used to seeing waterlilies at her feet in the cool pond. I thought about it for a second and realized I needed to be right beneath her for the perfect shot. Jumping in the fountain was fun, even though it was dry. I know, I’m a dork.
The highlight of the walk through The Park had to be the bubble guy. Bubble guy had a bucket full of bubble soap and two strings on two sticks for making massive bubbles. Like two five year olds, Jay and I ogled over the shimmering globes in the air that floated effortlessly past little children.
There were some dads there with their sons watching the short lifecycle of the bubbles—birth— shiny, floating life—and POP! It was kind of a moment for life to watch these parents with their kids in the sun with the bubbles going past.
Naturally, Jay was a pro at making bubbles of his own, and the bubble guy said that he must have done that before. Jay said that he had in a previous life. We enjoyed the slippery, shimmering bubbles for a long time and walked towards the southeast corner.
Only in New York can you ice skate on the 4th of April. Hilarious. We walked to the Apple store on 5th avenue to play with iPads and such, and pretty much got life from one of their employees. Should have taken a photo.
This guy that was sitting outside was pretty interesting though. I love to see guys in New York switch their style up for the coming weather in new ways. Epaulettes make me all kinds of happy, and the pairing of this fancy military coat with piercings and chain definitely give this guy cool points in my book.
In the end, the coolest guy I saw all day was this brand new statue of Andy Warhol, gleaming in the night by Union Square. I wonder who the new giants are that have filled his role as a visionary since then? Filmmakers like James Cameron, Lady Gaga, David LaChappelle?