I spent yesterday running around Flushing with Chris. I paid one dollar for three pairs of socks and ate delicious crunchy baby greens at one of the zillion amazing restaurants in the Main Street area.

I wound up in Cony Island drinking local beers and weaving in and out of Halloween shows. I went on scary rides, was chased by scarecrows, and went through two different Haunted Houses.

Today I walked along the East River, lounged around in the sunshine, and starting to fill a new writing book. In forty-five minutes I’m off to get Botchy whose flight from Australia was delayed a day because of the crazy weather in Brisbane.

It’s a bit of a calm before the storm I’d say… Botchy and I haven’t seen each other for four months. And he’s never been to the States before.

And he’s landing in approximately two hours and thirty-five minutes…