This has been lingering in my head for a while. I've been wanting to post. My time in New York a few months back was...
Posted by
Mop (aka rburriel)
Jul 10 '12, 22:31
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...one of the most wonderful times of my life. Sure, the sights and sounds were great. But the people were better. People at the conference, practically strangers or mild acquaintances were all so nice and outgoing. Finally, there were the friends. JackDawson was truly the spoke of this wheel, around which everything revolved, the outgoing, friendly, intellectual, well dressed hub that made everything happen. ty97 was the overly concerned mother hen that made sure everybody was happy. znufrii was the quiet, calming force. But I think Krusty had to be the one I bonded with the most. I don't think anyone would have pictured me and Krusty being fast friends. Upon first impression (and I hope not to offend), Krusty strikes you as a tough Guido, with his backwards baseball cap and imposing manner. But he's the sweetest guy *ever*. I immediately gravitated to him and we had a great time together. I doubt I made as much of an impression on any of them as they did on me. I am eternally grateful and hope to return one day. The very thought of one day again just hangin' at JackDawson's place or going out to brunch just makes me giddy.
Mop
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