I woke up and exercised and made some Indian food and whatever else, and then headed downtown to Chinatown to meet up with my friend Harley who was just getting into town and actually, he got in early but it was no matter because he walked around China and compared it to his trip to China.  I directed him to the Seaport, where I met him, and we walked up to the Turkish restaurant I like ad I got some food and Snapple and shared a little bit with Harley.  Then we met up with my fried Tanu and made our way to Queens to meet up with Harley’s friend, now my friend as well, Dave Mazur.  Dave had some blueberry beer and a hookah, so we relaxed on his balcony and looked out on NYC and talked and laughed the time away.  When it was time for Tanu to leave, we headed to a nearby sculpture park, and looked at some lawn art.  The park had areas where people could actually come and make their own art, and a group was out in a grassier area putting up steel rebar and punching grommets into what looked like big ta tarps.  Dave asked what they were up to, and it turned out they were recreating a house from New Orleans.  They had wrapped it in a kind of plaster that, when removed, puled off a lot of the paint and even some wood with it.  They were punching the grommets into this, and were going to hang it on the rebar to recreate a windblow house from N’awlins.  A pretty cool project, I’d say.  We walked around a little more, then headed back, and ordered some pizza and also some tickets to the Simpsons movie.  Our pizza arrived, then we got on a train to the east side, and we watched the Simpsons movie.  It was great, but it was like watching one long episode .  Nothing profound, just good jokes and lots of humility.  Then we parted ways, and Harley and I ate some food at my apartment and then fell asleep.