Chilling in East Hampton

So I had a chance to catch up on my trip on a delayed train ride to Providence.

Hanna gave me a ride to the airport at early o' clock and I flew ot arizona. After a quick jump there I was on the place to new york. I've been on many long flights, and its like being entered into a shitty raffle to see what smelly old dude or crying baby you have to sit next to for a million hours.

Incredibly, I won this time, and got seated to a very interesting person named Jen, and she offered to help me plan out a route of things to do and see in the city which turned out to be super useful. She told me about her new business she'd started selling organic chocolate, and she gave me a bar. Its super good and soft and holy shit I'm starving on this train and I just remembered I still have some. Chocolate break.

SO anyways, I talked to her about my job and she had heard of us, which is cool and happens more often these days. Thanks Jen for the insight, it helped a lot on my trip.

Off the plane, I waited for my stupid bag to fall out of the carosel and I met up with my friends Chet and Cindy, and a driver Bob sent for us picked us up and drove us out to East Hampton, which is about 2ish hours from the city down long island. Everyone so far I've talked to complains about that long trip but I drive farther to get groceries on the central coast, so no biggie there.

So we arrived in East Hampton, Bob took us to his place and made us some super tasty Rattatouille and super good cron. I mistyped corn just now, but left it because its funny. After dinner, Bob tells us he wants to take us to The Surf Lodge, were people hang out on a sunday night at the end of long island in Montauk. Before I ask if I should change into something less california apathetic, he tells me I'm dressed perfectly (and that he doesn't get it and would never do it). I had my doubts, but sure enough when we got there - in my tshirt and shorts - i felt overdressed, and got back-patted and mistaken for some dude named Steve. Success.

A few expensive drinks later I crashed into a pillow.