Summer: June, July, August

Music: "Summer" by Vivaldi

One of the pictures is of a bunch of people that fell down. In June, the gravity was so intense (but only in NYC) that only the strongest people could stand erect for longer than 15 minutes. The other picture is actually a picture I took. It was scraped off the next day.

Summers in NYC are much worse than they are in Texas. It's 10 degrees cooler, but the humidity is absolutely unfathomable. Thousands of people pushing down Broadway--heat rising to the heavens. Much bralessness amongst the ladies. Sweat is the flavor of the season.

I took my walks at night. Nothing is more beautiful than walking down the near empty avenues of Manhattan at 3am in the morning. Especially in company--one could walk and talk into oblivion, or before the Sun reminds you to go to bed. The thing I miss most about life in San Marcos was that I could be completely nocturnal--my natural state.

Saw the following celebrities at work: Ashley Olson, Amy Hempfel, Simon Winchester, Chuck Palahniuk, Salman Rushdie. And apparently a bunch of other people, like Rachel Ray, and the President of the Dominican Republic and others.