Walking home for the French restaurant on the corner of 93rd and Madison, I was busting to go to the bathroom. This is one thing that the city caters for extremely badly. There are simply no public toilets in locally positioned area's. God knows how the local shopping population copes with incontinence issues, but on this occasion i was desperate. So i legged it into a lit part of Central park and donated what you might call a nutrient burst. As I was squatting there, thinking to myself that i could end up getting arrested for this, and what if it ended up on CCTV, and how would i explain this, i glanced up and saw a very angry house looking at me. Now, I have not gone insane, have a look at the photos and you will see what i mean.
Perhaps accentuated a little by a great bordeaux, this house frightened the be jesus out of me, and I had to get it on celluloid to ensure that i was not hallucinating :) Of corse the gorgeous one was with me, and of course he thought the house was hilariously funny
Very funny indeed..and yes, the house does look rather angry.
ReplyDeleteAre you sure you were in Central Park and not under a tree on the median strip on the street outside the angry house. The house looks incredibly close. Forget not leaving home without your Amex, I think as the years advance a "she-wee" is a much more essential item for travel.
ReplyDeleteYes indeed, an investment i intend to make.
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