Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Rubbing Elbows

I just walked by this guy on the street. (Sorry for the horrid photo, a quick search of the internet did not turn up a serviceable and nice photo of Peter Gerety.)

I saw him crossing the street toward me and I thought I knew him. Fortunately I knew that it was TV knowledge not real life knowledge so I started rifling through civil servant shows. Rescue Me? No. Third Watch? Nah. Rescue Me? Still No. Law & Order? Everyone in New York has been on Law & Order but that's not it. Rescue Me? It's not Rescue Me for cripes sake, that was the other guy, the one that's all bitter! OK. OK! Homicide! Yes, Homicide. Whew.

I've been watching a lot of Homicide reruns lately, a practice that will have to be quickly curbed now that premiere week is upon us and if I were housebound I would still never run out of things to watch.

Anyway, by the time my thought process got to jackpot he noticed that I was staring at him and he gave me a cold, hard, detectivy stare. So I went right up and introduced myself.

Oh no I did not! What are you, new? That is not the New York way. I flipped my eyes front and kept on my way without a second thought. Well, without a third thought. My second thought was, Cool, content!

1 comment:

  1. what are you new....that cracked me right up into a few little pieces. hee hee hee