Home Sweet Home

June 11, 2008 by missheather
Filed under: Area 51

After being tossed about on a boat for five hours last Sunday I did what any respectable mariner would do on shore leave: proceed directly to an establishment which serves margaritas by the pitcher. This entailed going Maryann’s D.F. on Second Avenue. Not only are their margaritas quite tasty, but it is a short distance from the L. It has been my experience that self-medicating before subjecting one’s person to the capricious nature of the G train makes the commute go by faster.

But there are other ways to seek bliss. Someone at the intersection of East 8th Street and Third Avenue advocates happiness via self-medication, albeit in powdered form.

Further down the block at 13th Street, “Core Emotional Release Work” saves the day.

I suppose it is easy to feel one’s aliveness when he (or she) is not dependent on the Crosstown Local to get home. I swear I have seen Dante and Virgil milling about the platform at Metropolitan Street on more than one occasion.

Miss Heather