Discombobulated

I'm sitting here after an amazing day/night/morning feeling very, very discombobulated. I think I'm still in shock from going to New York City. New York City -- what can I say about it? I have seen crowds of people before. I went to a Jonathan Coulton concert in Nyack, New York about three to four weeks ago and there was a crowd of people around him after the show waiting to get his autograph, a handshake, and/or a picture taken with him. I'm generally not too good with crowds. Crowds instill two kinds of phobias in me: claustrophobia and crowds of people. The latter in that set was already known from the beginning, but I just wanted to articulate the point I was trying to make. Point-making -- a very good skill in terms of debates. Anyway, I was able to handle that crowd pretty well. I pretty much pushed through all the way from the back and had Jonathan Coulton's autograph within five minutes. Great success! What does this have to do with New York City again? Oh, yes. Crowds of people. The crowds of people in New York City are rather unique crowds of people. Everybody in that crowd has a plan and they're going to carry out that plan no matter what the cost is. If that involves walking out in front of traffic, moshpitting through the middle of a sidewalk, or begging for spare change, then so be it -- these people are in New York City. Everybody has a motive in New York City. Did we have a motive? I guess . . . mainly it was shopping and Empire State Building. Shopping was pretty unsuccessful. The stores were packed from the holiday season, we barely even went into any stores to find anything of interest that we may have wanted to purchase, and heck -- only two to four out of fourteen people bought something, I think. What about the Empire State Building? Not only did we get there rather late in the day, but the ninety minute wait in order to visit the observatory was a too long of a wait for us as the bus wasn't going to wait for us; plus only about three people wanted to go, and did go via means of some new ride they have in the building, but they were only on the observatory for two minutes as time was running out. I had no interest in going. I'm afraid of heights, I'm afraid of possible terrorist attacks, and I didn't want to leave my girlfriend's side as I was enjoying my day being with her, so why leave her? 

There's more to the story, but I have a cup of coffee waiting for me downstairs and I have a bridge schematic that I have to design (but before I design and draw it out to scale, I have to acquire a ruler, a protractor, and graph paper from Wal-Mart). Therefore, I leave you with these wise words that I once told someone in order to enlighten them with true wisdom. The true words are the following: freezing rain has the word 'freezing' in it for a reason. Great advice! Don't walk through freezing rain -- it's really, really cold and makes you miserable because not only are you really, really cold, but you're also really, really wet. Repetition! Have a good one!