Devil Monkey Boy

Today I wore my "Gowanus" shirt. In the coffee shop restroom I saw that my bag's strap was blocking the "w". Lately I've been all about removing W's, but "Go anus" wasn't exactly the slogan I planned to champion.

The day didn't exactly shake out as planned. I was supposed to go skydiving this morning. As of yesterday evening, the forecast called for heavy clouds at best and thunderstorms at worst. That would mean either bad skydiving or no skydiving. Rather than trekking upstate on a gamble, we decided to reschedule. I've waited 32 years to do something this foolish, I suppose I can wait another month. On the plus side, another month means more time to rope other fools into this harebrained scheme.

The clouds arrived on schedule, but the rain did not. It turned out to be perfect weather for relaxing on the fire escape and wandering around the Slope. Which is precisely what I did. I would have explored Gowanus, but with the t-shirt on it just seemed a bit much. Maybe tomorrow. Go anus!