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Show 109 famous people were around, when there wasn't a day of that trip I didn't fantasize about Tina Fey walking around the comer. Morgan didn't go out with us at night because she had to wake up in the morning. Of hard alcohol, she said it was "icky," and added that she "grew up in an area where we had more to do than just get drank." The Cats All day, the cats brushed their rusty heads against the bars in the windows. There were two of them, named Guinevere and Galileo, and even though they seemed ordinary and unremarkable, Morgan and Erin were obsessed with them. When feeding the cats at night, instead of saying nothing, they would ask the cats: "Who's a hungry, hungry hippo?" Not just once, but every night and morning. Even the cats seemed to roll their eyes at the question. Many emotions were channeled through those cats, and also through discussion of whether the window should be opened or not. New York City at Night Before we went out each night, we started drinking Tequila since it's all Erin had while she recorded her video blogs, sometimes asking my opinion on the city or her apartment or her changes. I was nervous on camera. I knew that I didn't photograph or record well. No matter what I try I come out looking red-eyed and unshaven like a werewolf mid-transformation. After that, we went out. When we went out with Erin's friends, they assumed that since I was from a western state I wanted to go to Manhattan bars with Wyoming license plates hanging on the walls and a mechanical bull in the |
