Archive for August 7th, 2009

If they had spelled Saget’s name right, it would have been perfect.

And put an ampersand between the Olsen twins’ names.

According to this morning’s phone call, Zipcar is taking the car I had reserved for tomorrow (weeks ago) off the street (details were guarded, but I think it failed a drug test).

The good news? Got upgraded to a Volvo 540 sedan fo’ free. The bad news? I can no longer walk to it. The good news? I have an incredible bike. And now that I got the upgrade, I can ride my bike to the garage (no street parking for “Sampang”!) and then fit my bike in the car and drive my bike back home.

I know I can do this because I wisely decided to travel down PPSW to Parkside and then travel down Parkside to Flatbush Avenue. As I exited my home, the B68 was comin’ at me, so I got on it and got off just after it passed Parkside.

There is no bus on Parkside.

I walked to Flatbush and then walked to the car’s garage. It wasn’t there, but the nice lady at Zipcar assured me it would be tomorrow morning.

Getting back home was a pain in the arse because the B41 to Grand Army Plaza left me at the mercy of the B69 (or, as I call it under my breath, Godot). But I learned a) that there’s a Wendy’s on the other side of Prospect Park; b) that there’s a comic book/video game store on Parkside that smells of peabo; c) riding my bike to the car will not only be relatively easy (the roads are either flat or downhill), but I have the option of cutting through Prospect Park (I’d still be riding in a curve along the park’s borders but there are less cars inside the park).

Or maybe I’ll steal a helicopter.

Good luck with your farewell show, Harvey. Sorry I’m missing it. And that you’re having a farewell tour. And that I have to wear big boy pants this weekend.

Kisses!