I had a very nice weekend in NYC. I decided to go kind of on the spur of the moment. The absolute highlight was going to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show, which is currently showing weekly a few blocks from C’s apartment. We were sitting around his place Saturday night when we decided to go, even though it was already 11:51pm. (For those not aware, Rocky commonly shows at midnight.) The pre-show turned out to be really long, with a charity auction and then humiliation for the virgins in the form of a fake orgasm contest, which I know I could have won if I hadn’t seen the movie in theaters back when I was in college! The NYC cast was good, but some members of the audience - specifically the guy sitting directly in front of me - were really annoying.

Because we scrambled to get out of the house to see the movie, we hadn’t brought any rain gear. Naturally, it was pouring when we left, but about halfway home a guy appeared next to me and held his umbrella over my head. I expected him to leave when the light changed, but he stuck with me for a couple of blocks before handing the umbrella off to C and saying “here, you hold it for her” and turning up a side street. And they say NYC is full of assholes! (Actually, C’s theory is that only out-of-towners think New Yorkers are assholes, and that’s because the out-of-towners often engage in annoying behavior such as walking too slow and gawking at delis, etc.)

C was supposed to play kayak polo on Sunday, and I’d really wanted to watch him, but because of the weather it was canceled. He went to practice cartwheels instead, and I took pictures with my digital camera. (He can’t actually do cartwheels yet, but he did roll for me even though the water was very cold.