Improv and tacos
Dear diary: improv improv improv. Improv? Improv improv.
And on the way home…
Hooray for commuting, seriously.
Things I saw today in the 15 minutes between my commuter rail and my office:
A guy tripped up the stairs.
A dude was passionately practicing some serious air piano on the subway.
A man between subway cars took a leak between 18th and 14th Streets.
Best. Morning. Ever.
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