1/9/04 Andrew and Richard in a rare moment of over-masculinity; Midtown drumming and signage; Brian's Switch to Cingular Poster:

Being nervous about my new wardrobe, today I wore the sweater that I picked out, rather than all the rest of the stuff that Sarah picked out. I asked Richard how I looked and he said, (kidding around, of course), "gay." I said, "no I don't!... not that there's anything wrong with that!" And he said "well you asked me what I think, and that's what I think." And I said, "Yeah? Well look at you with your robe and your slippers! You look gay! Not that there's anything wrong with that!" And so I commissioned somebody, who was present, to take a photo of the two of us, side my side, to ask everyone else in the world, at this moment, which of us looks more gay-not-that-there's-anything-wrong-with-that.

At the Herald Square subway station, I stopped for a moment to enjoy the incredibly rapid, but in-tempo drumming of this fella.

When did we start getting these new slightly-retro-shaped street signs in midtown west?!

This evening, Brian and I were hanging out and I totally forget how he came to be the proud new owner of a rolled up cingular poster, but Brian loves cell phones so he either found it or asked for it.

Brian has most likely switched to and from and to and from cingular. In an additional note, I use cingulair... the allergy medication.