Hollywood doesn’t like liars
It appears my finding output in New York is not just limited to photos, clothes hampers, and “Inside the Actor’s Studio” vhs tapes. While walking home from the grocery store, I saw a familiar fro lurking in a pile of trash.
It was a perfectly playable telesync bootleg of “Knocked Up,” and the quality was surprisingly good. Here’s a screenshot:
I could get used to this. The humidity here, on the other hand, is not something I’m used to. It’s so oppressive that it’s raining outside and I am sweating inside (literally).
So do you live in NYC now, Brian? Or are you just there for an extended period of time? I’ve been enjoying these latest updates, btw.
Thanks Martin. I probably should have stated in one of my posts that I moved to Brooklyn about two weeks ago after finally getting a journalism degree. It’s been an interesting adjustment, and I felt some trepidation, but am now starting to really enjoy it.