Mystic Pizza

OK, today is the text book definition of a doozy, and by textbook, I mean my own. Before we dive in, a couple of things. A big thanks to Adam and Tatom for being my first two pieces of mail in New York. I received two very nice cards, and they were very thoughtful. Also, I stand corrected on my assessment of the migration patterns of black bears, as they can can be found as far south as Mexico (Thanks to Adam, the official "Life of Brian" fact checker).

OK, onto today. Got started kind of late, but I decided to go exploring once again. I talked to my friend Jason Guiliano (who we call "Stallion," you'll have to meet him to know why...incidentaly, I do a nice Jason impressonation as a cat, but we're not here to talk about which of my friends I can impersonate), and he told me to check out Lenny's Pizza in Brooklyn, at 86th St. and 22nd Ave. So I check out my subway map and see that the A train is running to Brooklyn. Initially, I thought I should take the A to the L to the F, but the L wasn't running, and I saw the A goes all the way to 88th street. Great, I think, 2 blocks away, I'll have some good pizza, scope out Brooklyn, this will be fun. Oh, you should realize I got off the A twice by accident, but moving forward (you should expect me to screw up here and there). I get off the train at 88th, and prepare to set out for my destination. OK, here's 88th, and this street looks like...102nd Ave. OK, a tad further out then I had planned. Just need to walk about 80 blocks (which I learned and was confirmed by Stallion via voicemail that 20 blockes equal a mile...you do the math). OK, so I set out (FYI, Chuck Taylor All-Stars are not the shoes you want to hike 4 miles in). So I start walking, hit a few dead ends, OK there's Forrest Park, no clue where I am, there's the Jackie Robinson Parkway, all right, a highway, haven't seen one fo those in a while. I keep walking. Hmmmm Queens Blvd. Jackson Heights, 44th Ave., OK we're getting warmer. I finally get to 86th St. and 24th. Ave., and it's a total residential area. I call Stallion to find out where this place is, and I find out that I'm in Queens. Queens is one of the 5 boroughs of New York, and it's north of Brooklyn, and I walked from 88th Street near Rockaway Blvd. to almost LaGuardia airport!! I stopped at a Citgo, and asked for directions back to Manhattan, and of course the guy didn't know. So I asked how I can get to a train station, and he pointed me to a Q bus (Q buses are for Queens, M buses are for Manhattan, and Bx buses are for the Bronx), and to take it to Roosevelt station. Did that, hopped on an E train (which ran express to Times Square and I met this woman from Brazil who missed her flight to Philadelphia and had to catch a bus from Times Square to Philadelphia. She was asking me for directions, and I kind of explained to her where to go. OK, I'm tired and sore, so I hope y'all enjoyed today's shennanigans.