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Saturday February 15th, 2025

Rakugo! らくご!

I’m losing track of how many times we have gone to see Katsura Sunshine, but we have a blast every time so we keep going.

Every month we get a new amazing rakugo story and we buy tickets to the next show on our way out.

If you ever visit NYC, please consider buying tickets to this show.

Oh neat. The busses here put on snow chains!

Sunday February 16th, 2025

I forgot to take pictures of the dollar store challenge!

My partner and I went into a dollar store with something like a $5 spending limit to get fun little gifts for each other.

I think the gifts I got were a bit of a dud, but such is dollar store life.

I got her a spirograph knock-off things. She made a couple of designs with it and then we threw it away.

She still has a bunch of dinosaur temporary tattoos that I bought as well.

I figured they’d work as stickers, but I’m not so sure.

I wonder if I could talk her into putting them all on at once…

Update: I was reminded that I bought a bunch of candy that my wife ate and enjoyed.

Monday February 17, 2025

The intersection of 31st and 31st.

Also I sent a postcard to my pal Tony in Michigan.

This is one of the custom postcards that I ordered.

This is a picture that I took inside of Carlsbad Cavern.

What is that?

Is it a new thing going up?

Or an old thing that’s abandoned now?

I should have asked someone, but I didn’t.

It’s fascinating to me that we have what looks like an abandoned structure in an active national park cavern.

Thursday February 20th, 2025

Another custom postcard that I had made. This image is from the Monahans Sandhills State Park in Texas.

What an amazing view from this building on stilts in a sand dune.

Also here’s all three of our cats in one picture.

From left to right: Remus, Keanu, Penny.

Here’s Keanu. She always looks a little bit grumpy.

Saturday February 22nd, 2025

Today I try to reintroduce myself to society.

When we moved from Nebraska to Texas I did a bad job of making friends and so I am attempting to do better here in the big apple.

I found a gaming group meetup in Manhattan that seems like it will be fun.

Unfortunately I forgot to take pictures, but here’s a picture from the outside that someone took at a latter gathering.

This group is currently meeting at Bryant Park on the second floor of this pop-up building that they installed.

It’s pretty cool.

Good people, good games.

I was here from 2pm to 9pm.

And then I sent another postcard to Tony.

Sunday February 23th, 2025

Today is the day I get punched on the subway.

I’m going to switch to past tense to talk about this.

It’s easier to write about it this way.

So my partner and I played some tabletop games with some friends on this day and the day was getting a little bit late.

We got onto a subway train, but there wasn’t enough room to sit anywhere, except next to a guy who looked like he might have been mentally unwell and probably drunk.

At the next stop another passenger got on and sat next to him, but when the train got up again that guy got up and moved down the train to a different seat.

I figured the guy must have been saying some weird stuff, but I didn’t put much thought into it.

A couple of stops later and some spots open up at the end of the train.

My wife is deep into a book on her touch pad, so I figure I’ll go sit in the seat and hopefully she’ll notice that I moved down there and join me before someone else sits next to me.

Unfortunately this never happened, because as I’m walking to the seat the subway train slams on the breaks and I trip over mentally unwell guy.

I turn around and say “Oh my god, I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” and the guy is up before my mind can tell what’s happening and I get punched in the face.

At this point I’m stunned, I’m mad, I’m confused and I don’t want to endanger my wife or any of the older folks that I am currently surrounded by and I think I said something like “You’re going to get it!” but the train doors open and I get off the train.

I figure this will be safest for everyone, but I’m also kind of not scared and so I just hop onto the next train car.

I send my wife a quick text to let her know that I’m in the next car over so that she knows where I am, but also doesn’t get wrapped up into crazy stuff.

The guy ends up spotting me in the next car and it seems like he’s going to follow me and start something, but he doesn’t. The train doors close and we take off.

I didn’t bruise. It didn’t hurt that bad. I was sore for a couple of days. I’m glad I didn’t get stabbed. I’m glad no one else was hurt. I wanted to rage out. I wanted to fight back. I didn’t know what to expect. I was surprised at how I wasn’t hopped up on adrenaline.

It was a confusing mess.

My pride was injured, but on the flip side the guy was not mentally well.

I don’t think there’s a way to win and I’m glad that I deescalated.

But also I wish I could have punched the guy back.

Stupid testosterone stuff.

I told someone about this later and asked “Does this make me a real New Yorker now?”

I realize now that this was a dick move.

I think New Yorkers are kind of sick of everything this place is a death trap where you’ll get killed by a rando in the subway and my comment kind of leaned into that trope.

On the positive side, my bad joke to one guy stopped me from making comments like this to others.

Lesson learned.

(Still checking this off of my New York City bingo card).