My morning will be spent with these lovelies. We've already gotten a haircut, now its breakfast, followed by some playing. Then its back to the Obama field office before getting on the 5PM train back to NYC.

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On the wall today at the campaign office there was a place for volunteers to write what brought them there...

I came to Lancaster PA for:

My niece and nephew
Micheal Curtain, killed in Iraq
Sarah Smalls, killed in Afghanistan
Because I believe in a better America

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Not in Manhattan anymore...

Taken from a moving train...on my way to Lancaster, PA.

Obama/Biden 2008

There's something great about being on a train, a pair of Levi's, a white, v-neck tee and my boots. I forgot the bourbon, but I'm not too far away from a dream.

smiling.

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a day well spent

it's confirmed - water is necessary for my well being.

was there ever really a doubt?

that said, and acknowledged, my death will have something related to water...just sayin'

Back in Brooklyn for a roof top sunset. Got home earlier than I had in what seems like months. Lots to do...








The view from here just makes you...stop.

After a train and ferry ride, this is what greeted me on Fire Island. Who could ask for anything more? The getaway to the island was much needed following a brunch in which I learned some news that was, to say the least, hard to swallow. I left brunch, and headed to the liquor store for some bourbon. My plan was to retreat to my roof and think...this plan was interupted by a text telling me to get my ass on a boat, how could I resist...so I packed a towel, a swimsuit, a change of clothes, the bourbon and headed to the train. No looking back.

Following the welcoming view, I was greeted by friends...we took a quick tour of Cherry Grove and then headed to the deck for bloody marias. Dinner at Cherry's, then back to the roof. After more drinking and relaxation, it was time for a nap before the evening's Halloween Party. Halloween drinking and dancing and partying at the coustume party, without, yup you guessed it, costumes. Party was followed by taking a long walk back to the house, my need of being close to the water...sleep.

Good Morning! Sunday morning: bloody marys, extra olives, please. A breakfast sandwich on the beach; preparing to swim, and being reminded who is in control - mother nature. Hard breaking waves, inconsistent rhythms, rip currents. As the day went on, the skies cleared, and more and more people came out of hiding and made their way down to the water.


Working with nature, studying her ebb and flow, stopping to feel. Working in tandem with her power, tapping into a cajoling power to find the partnership to dive through waves and enter the chaotic force. Worked up quite an appetite - pizza and beer on the beach - a perfect solution. Decision made to stay another night and have the best commute to work in ages...





The journey begins back to the chaos of NYC, a government bailout in Washington, and more than enough work to keep me in the office after we close at 2.







Good-bye to an amzing weekend. And much needed getaway. Hello to an amzing commute to work. (I'm saving for a boat - not exactly new news)