I'd like to start by saying that I have this 4th of July t-shirt that I've had since I was little (it was way too big for me back then), and that fits me fine now. I have only successfully worn it once, maybe twice on the 4th. Well, I didn't wear it today either. I never have the shirt accessible at the right time.
I'd like to apologize because today isn't actually the 4th, it's the 5th, but I just got home, so it's okay.
I went to see Bad Teacher this morning with Kate. Naturally, AMC still hasn't sent me their stupid new Stubs card, so I have the email confirmation that I can ask them to enter. I'm starting to straight up not care anymore, as I've mentioned in previous posts, this is just becoming a major pain.
Now, of course they card me, because they seem to like to do that at the most random times. However, Kate apparently likes not traveling around with her ID, and the cashier refused to sell us tickets. I made a face, tried to act very disappointed, and walked away...Straight to the ticket machines. Where I bought the tickets, and headed straight upstairs. What a flawed system.
Bad Teacher was a good movie. I enjoyed it. After the movie, we walked through Central Park to the East side, where we came upon a Wafels and Dinges cart. Nice! I really wanted an ice cream sandwich, but was concerned that the wafel was stiff, and would snap, causing the ice cream to fall, and me to be sad. So, I asked them "How is the structural integrity of your wafelwich?" to which they responded that it was a good question, and it would depend on how I ate it. Also, due to my use of the term "structural integrity," the guy asked me if I was an engineering major. Funny. Well, the wafelwich was great, and did not fall apart. Awesome.
Back across the park, and more time killing people watching. Then off to the Time Warner Center. And then it was 6PM! Wow! So, Kate left, and I started to head uptown. Saw someone nearly got hit by a car. And I walked all the way up to 110 from Columbus Circle. I like doing that. Its good.
Met Matt at 7, and we walked back down to 96th to meet Daniel, and have dinner at Taco Truck. Off to Chelsea Piers, where Matt had tickets to watch the fireworks from the driving range. Alex was gonna join us, but claimed that he was "tired." Yeah, okay Alex. Anyway, we cleared the Police checkpoint on 18th and 10th with our event passes, skipping past some angry loud guy screaming on his phone because the Police wouldn't let him in. Oh well. Suckkksss! Got into the Golf Center, and walked straight onto the green.
It was great! Wasn't that crowded, and one of the barges launching the fireworks was literally right in front of us. We then learned that the netting that encloses the driving range is motorized, and can be lowered. Awesome. They shut the lights off, and the show started at about 9:30. The fireworks were great.
Left at about 10 or something. We really don't know. Walked uptown, got some pizza, and hopped on the train at 42nd. Trains were crowded and backed up. Luckily, on my way home, the local went express, cutting about 15 minutes off my ride. Nice! I love when that happens.
What do you know, that's about it! Enjoy the pictures!
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