On my mom’s last day in town, we slept in a bit, then headed to Central Park.  We walked down, and around the lake, and through a garden to a fountain.  Then, we headed back around the lake, and checked out the pool.  After that, we went home, got her baggage, and went to Settepani, at 120th and Lenox.  My mom got french toast, and I got an omelette.  Her french toast was amazing, and it’s what I’ll get next time.  From there, we caught the M60 to the airplane, where we said our goodbyes.

From there, I went to Kanter’s house, to help set up the new Mac I was instrumental in getting her to purchase.  I decked it out hardcore, and also set up all of her sister’s email accounts.   We were supposed to try to save data from her old computer, but that computer is VERY sick, so we’re going to try again at a later date.  Throughout the fixing period, I intermittently played a fun video game where I shot at humans being who had endured radiation or something.

Then, I realized it was 9, and I was two hours late for heading to Mazur’s .  So I went out to the bus stop, and…waited for 42 minutes.  Then I took the 34 minute trip to his apt.

He’s been working on decking out the balcony at his new apartment.  There were plants, chairs, a great view, a McDonalds arch at your feet, and…a hookah!  A hookah and a couple beers later, it was 4am, and time for me to leave…