I'd expect to see this in Vermont*, not New Jersey
It was finally nice this weekend, so I decided to go for a walk by the river. I was finishing a loop around the pier, when I passed a small boy on a scooter. I'd say he was about four or five years old. He was wearing a helmet, and I think he was wearing shoes. Both smart ideas. But he wasn't wearing any clothes. A) Riding a scooter naked just seems like a bad idea. B) You think his parents might have noticed the whole lack of clothing thing when they were helping him put on his helmet. C) OK, maybe his parents are hippies.

*Apparently in a town in Vermont (Burlington, I think), there's an old law on the books allowing public nudity. So local teens have started hanging out naked in parking lots downtown.

Preview
-I'm going to see The Wedding Singer on Broadway tomorrow. (Hey, I won the tickets at a bar.) I'll report back.
-I leave for vacation this Saturday. Hooray! I'm headed to Missouri, Colorado and Iowa, and it will be the first time I've left the East Coast in nine months. There will be a road trip with the other half of my brain. There will be a stop in Columbia for Shakey's, Trops and a trip to the new Berg. There will be camping. There will be a visit with a friend who just moved to Denver. There will be a wedding, and I'll see friends I haven't seen in three and a half years. Good times will be had by all.

Oh, August, where did you go?
Oh, yeah, packing and moving ate up most of the month. That's right, I'm a New Jersey resident now. How scary is that? I like it so far, but the commute is just as crappy. Boo.

Good Things
-We hired an editorial assistant (finally)!
-A trip to Boston and Rhode Island, including some time at the beach and tasty food at Crazy Burger
-A visit from my Mom and going to see Mother Courage in Her Children (starring Meryl Streep and Kevin Kline) in Central Park
-My new apartment is two doors down from a Panera, so I can smell bakery goodness when I get up in the morning.

Not So Good Things
-U-Haul. First they gave me an incorrect address. Then when I acutally found the place, it was closed, so they transferred my reservation to this sketchy-looking place in Harlem. We ended up with a U-Haul that was ready to fall apart. Thank God I didn't have to drive it.
-To make things even more fun, it rained the day I moved, too. Awesome.
-Staying at my old apartment until 11:30 on Wednesday so I could finish cleaning it before giving back my keys.

Step off, creepy old man!
On my way home after the marathon cleaning, I was loaded down with a backpack, a broom, a bucket and several shopping bags of cleaning supplies and such. I just to make it from the cab to the PATH, no big deal. But on my way down the stairs to the train, a guy walking past me very blatantly groped my chest! But with my arms weighed down with all that crap there was nothing I could do fast enough to stop him. In true New York fashion, I loudly cursed him out instead. His only response was, "Nice tits." Grr.

A meal that cost more than the outfit I was wearing
Sometimes I forget how crazy New York can be. Then on Tuesday I went out to dinner with my cousins (they picked the restaurant), and my quarter of the meal ended up costing $76! The food and wine were amazing, but I might not have money for food for a while. Oh well.