A RARE AFTERNOON UPDATE
Some of you may have heard that an 83 year-old steam pipe burst yesterday, blowing a 30-foot wide hole in the middle of Lexington Avenue, causing a stampede of commuters from Grand Central Station, spewing asbestos-laden gunk hundreds of feet into the air, and reminding everyone in Manhattan of that dark morning of nearly six years ago.
My office is but one block from the site of the mishap. But I didn't hear, see, smell or feel a thing. I didn't.
(No taste either. Let's be serious, shall we? This is not a joking matter.)
Why was I gloriously oblivious to the whole shebang? Because I was on a plane from Birmingham to New York as the shit went down. Anyhoo, my office is in the "frozen zone," and even if it weren't, I'd be something less than likely today to take the city government's/ConEd's word that the air is totally safe. Uh-uh.
Math was never my favorite subject, but in my calculus, Absestos Shooting 700 Feet Up Through A Gaping Hole In The Street = Mike Stays Home.
(I'm funny that way.)
But the good news is, I can blog during the day! I can post! I can visit other blogs and comment! I can use exclamation points at the end of every sentence and not worry about how stupid it makes me look! Yeah, technically I'm working today, but you know how it is, being summertime and all.
The big question though: Tomorrow?