A fairly uneventful (but very nice) Thanksgiving (other than an entire turkey falling from the stove onto a tiny little chihuahua named Princess) led to a long long long ride back to New York on Saturday.
SHR and I went out to dinner with Mr. Glen and Jane and we talked about the possibilities of buying a house together. We'll see. Both SHR and I ate way too much. I ended up watching some of a two month old episode of that Bill Maher show on HBO in the middle of the night. It was quite amusing to watch Christopher Hitchens repeatedly flip off the crowd everytime he got jeered.
Today SHR and I went apartment hunting with our indie rock real estate broker. She recently sold a place to friends of SHR's - one of whom is in an indie rock band and the other of whom works at an indie label. The broker is also in her own band. In fact, I actually knew someone a few years back that used to be in her band because she had once dated Bill M's older brother.
Anyway, we saw three places all for the exact same price. One was in Windsor Terrace. That one was really big but had a bad bathroom and kitchen and the location isn't ideal.
The second one was in Prospect Heights - just a block or so from Tom's Restaurant. That one was about 200 square feet smaller and I don't think it will quite work out for us. Plus, it was super popular. Thirty people had already come to see it today. While we were there, at least five other couples arrived. Prospect Heights is the place to be I guess.
We got in a car service to head to the third place in Clinton Hill. Our driver was a Latino man in his forties. At first, he was grooving to some metal. Then he popped in a tape. And it sure as hell wasn't actually what any of us were expecting to hear. It was Slanted and Enchanted. What? I've never gotten a ride with a car service driver who was rocking out to Pavement. He was truly digging "Fame Throwa" and "Jackals, False Grails: The Lonesome Era" while we were in the car. Unfortunately, this interesting ride didn't end up with us wanting to buy the Clinton Hill duplex we saw. The place had backyard access but was kind of like two studio apartments rather than a two bedroom place that we need.
Oh well. As a first step, it was a good one. Still, both SHR and I realized that shopping for an apartment just isn't the same without Beth.
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