another reason why I love New York

I just got home. It's 1:45 in the morning. I met Deb, a coworker, out at 3 Steps, a bar literally spitting distance from my apartment and had a fantastic evening. I've had more then a bottle and a half of Pinot Grigio, a good one at that and met a couple of' 'bloakes' from England who i've vowed to play soccer/football with in the future. Much older, but tons of fun.



just another reason why I love New York. The mix of people blows Atlanta out of the water.
ten times over.


Good night, or shall I say good morning.