Bronx Zoo

When Strangers Attack

I always knew one day, the day would come and I'd be attacked here in NYC. It came last Friday walking home from work.

I was walking home along Mulberry Street with Cory, the city blocks off the road for tourists in Little Italy so we were walking in the road. I see a crazy looking guy on Rollerblades a street ahead and point it out to Cory.

"isn't that guy acting weird?" I say. There were a lot of people around so it wasn't abnormal to have one crazy around, he was pretty far up ahead but in the direction we were headed to go home.

We continue to walk home and get closer to the crazy man on Rollerblades. We are walking on the far left side of the street, Rollerblade man is coming towards us on the right side of the street, all of a sudden he skates over to us and changes direct to hit me head on. Cory and I literally thought he was gonna dart away at the last second and try to scare me. Nope this crazy mother fucker hits me straight on, hard. Hurting me.

Now, I know the crazy man doesn't know Cory, I know he see's me walking next to a man that's big and strong but.....he just made a huge mistake.

Cory doesn't flinch and says, "stay here" and sprints after him, (I have never seen Cory ever run so fast, like, unbelievably fast). Catches him (this guy is on Rollerblades can can I remind you) and throws him against a store window on Mulberry not too far from where i'm standing. The look on this guys face is priceless. He thought he was home free after hurting me. He puts up his fists like he's going to fight Cory and then looks him up and down and decides not to. He literally backs down.

I must also mention, we are causing a HUGE scene. Like Huge. Everyone has stopped what they are doing and is watching this exchange. Not everyone saw the Rollerblader take me out but they see a 6'4 210 pound man throw a Rollerblader against a store front and a huge cracking sound.

Cory is holding him down and screaming at him about running into me on purpose and hurting me and I run over and grab his arm and pull him away, saying, "he's not worth it, he's garbage, please , please let go" worrying Cory will get arrested. This guy is clearly on something, (even Cory admitted he knew he was on drugs later at home and that's why he stopped and let me pull him away) but I am hurting and embarrassed and just want to leave. Crazy man on Rollerblades looks like he is about to shit his pants he's so scared, I almost take pity.  I beg and pull Cory to leave and finally he lets go and we walk away.

By this time, a few show openers come out that we kind of know from passing all the time and they give us crazy looks. I feel the need to tell them what happened (even though it's non of their damn business), I don't want them to think Cory would hurt anyone and they go from a look of scared to 'are you okay.' At this point my shoulder hurts so bad I'm tearing up and nod and we go home.

The Weekend

In Central Park it was almost warm enough to not wear a coat or really, a light coat.

Cafe in Central Park, where a weirdo hit on me when Cory got lunch and then came back, and well, scared him away.

As you can see Cory is forced into these photos....he's almost used to it.

A cheese Cory said was named after my stinky feet, we went to the Chelsea Market. 

The High Line in Chelsea, right by Chelsea Market, is an old railroad that has been converted to a garden (you can click the link)

Sea Port after the Hurricane is still a ghost town, Cory said in October they will be tearing everything down and starting over. Nothing is open, we used to come down all the time, its depressing.

Pensive, Sad, Artsy-Fartsy Cory (told him i was NOT taking a photo of him)

Even the historic Fulton Fish Market

 The Tower

The Crystal Palace

I get sad a lot thinking of Merlin, I try not to talk about it,  though it's hard, so I just tell myself its better this way. This sadness has resolved itself into a bunch of strange animal collages. I'm told by Eric I wont get to see him when I come home to visit at the end of April.  

The only thing newsworthy is I had such a scary Zombie dream Friday night I work Cory up and made him stay awake till I fell asleep. I'm guessing its because I saw a commercial (NOT the show) for the Walking Dead. I just, I can't, when Cory leaves for work in the morning (1/2 hour before me) I get nervous and think of Zombies. Reminds me of Becca and I driving around her mom's old house and we'd drive into the woods and she'd swear she heard Aliens like from Signs, (I miss that). We were also totally sober during this/and or strange, we just liked to scare each other.

Game of Thrones Exhibit

After Waiting two hours in line, we finally made it inside the Game of Thrones Exhibit, it was worth it!