Friendly Foolery

On the Saturday after Catan I drove up to New York to hang out with L. and Fat T. Since their apartment burned down in November, L. and T. have found a new place to live complete with an entirely new neighborhood: Cobble Hill. So we walked around a bit after my arrival, sipping on coffees and trying on dresses. Well, L. tried on dresses Fat T. and I sat on or stood by the 'husband chair.' That evening was Fat T.'s parents' annual Christmas party, which I attended last year. Just before we left Brooklyn for Huntington it was necessary to touch up our makeup faces and take photographs in the mirror.

I like their new place, and I'm so glad they've been able to start rebuilding their lives/possessions.