Do you see what happened up there? A few months into this new-blog experiment and I slip into the naming routine from the old briggie.blogspot.com. Old habits, they're hard to break!
Anyway last weekend I was just arriving at work when I got a message from Jeff that he and Noelle were in town and they told me I should come ride the Staten Island Ferry with them. I thought about it a little and decided that meeting up with amigos would be the right thing to do. So I played hooky from work for a few hours. It was the right thing to do.
If you weren't feeling like seeing lots of pictures of Jeff this might not be the post for you.
Or if you didn't feel like seeing sneaky snaps of strangers, either.
When everyone looks like this it means the Statue of Liberty is coming into view.
Stealing yo selfie
I think the idea is you're not supposed to have to do that if you have the stick?
Arriving in Staten Island we weren't just going to jump on the next ferry. We stuck around to appreciate this mysterious burrough. We did so by eating at Dairy Queen.
Sneaking on stangers, continued
And trying to keep up with the crowd when I got back to Manhattan.