Today I got to go to the top of a tall building in midtown Manhattan from which I could see my street corner across the river; eat a delightful lunch under an umbrella with Clark Kent (see previous post if you're confused by the reference); talk about the US Open (tennis, people--I don't understand golf) with the random guy from Arizona who is a security specialist sitting next to us on the sidewalk; never run out of things to talk about with Clark so that I always want to delay parting company even though I've known her all her life; listen to witty podcasts on my commute (on the way in it was Greg Proops doing "The Smartest Man" and on the way home it was this past weekend's episode of "Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me" with Henry Winkler as the guest for those of you who are curious as to what's on my iPod these days); form a bond with a new colleague (now making it maybe nine people out of the company of 250,000 where I currently work that I truly like and would hang out with by choice and invite over to my house and I have to say here that I'm not sure I'm ready to do the math on having been there for 14 months and being only on person #9 especially since I'm something of an extrovert and perpetually talk to strangers in elevators and on lines and in the grocery store and on public transit); make it home effortlessly, stopping for just a moment to look back at the building where I had been from my street corner (see above); wake up my middle child (let's just call him Bruce Wayne) who had fallen asleep already, to scratch his back and ask about his day and find out it had gone beautifully which is a lot to say for a high school junior; catch up on a few episodes of "The Daily Show" on the DVR with my husband (Sandman) for whom I still have the hots after a lot of years, although admittedly he does occasionally get on my nerves, but lately it's been a lot more hots than nerves; catch a few rounds of Snood; help my little tiny baby girl, Peter Parker, who just turned 14 last week to set up a blog of her own; pet my cat and both dogs and ignore the hamster; think about how to do more writing and less work; plan for tomorrow which might involve meeting 3 of the 9 of the 250,000 (see above--and are you not paying attention?) after work for some socializing mayhaps; all of which can be done within walking distance with a little help from a subway or a bus or a light rail at one of a hundred of my favorite places to go in town or ten thousand others I can try if I want to be adventurous.
Was that a run-on sentence?
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