We went to the Apple store. I complained to Brian, Brian complained to the Apple Guy, the Apple store fell silent and Brian whispered, softly but urgently, "I need this." I did a little dance, and the B-Mar magnanimously made a chocolate happen.
In other news, Brian brought a friend along for the trip. She was nice, but I know he was trying to send me a message. Something about identifying a line, and not crossing it.
Do you take a train uptown or downtown to get to Brooklyn from Manhattan? One of us, who professed to be unable to identify Brooklyn on a map (hint, it's the one labeled "Brooklyn"), did not know the answer to this question.
@ the Digger, Ed Koch stopped by.
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