I'm pretty sure I remember the bald guy in this picture from the days I used to wait, always feeling sketchy but relying on my white-female privelege not to look like a terrorist/stalker, outside Lehman for Oren. Or maybe it was someone else equally imposing. Alas.

In totally unrelated news, I was recently at an engagement party. Mother-of-bride-to-be gave a little speech about looking forward to sharing more happy occassions, combining our families, etc. Some older woman yells out, "Lots of babies!" Calling a fish a fish, i suppose.

In other other news the prospect of getting a job does not amuse me. And in general I have a lot to do and am tired. Blah.