still haven't found a tenant for the beautifully lit sublet. so it continues to be the place where i do homework.
a friend of a friend called me up all excited about the place. this was before i got all cynical from traipsing down to red hook daily only to be turned down. so i was so excited by his enthusiasm that i didn't even have a chance to object when he said, let me get back to you after i talk to my ladyfriend. ladyfriend? first of all, no couples allowed, and second....ladyfriend?
i imagined him holding his cb radio in one had while the other hand idly twirled the greased ends of his handlebar mustache. imagine my surprise when she walked in.
and i'm sorry, i can't remember her real name because ladyfriend? too classic.
really between the two shots. tell me which you prefer...oh, and, they didn't take the place because he also forgot to mention his dogfriend, the pitbull.
