magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

so i got up really early to go to new york. there weren't a whole lot of people who went because of the early hour and our increasing workload. slept some on the bus, but i can never really sleep in moving vehicles.

we were let off in front of the met. i walked the 30 blocks down to the moma, 'cause i wanted to see an architecture exhibit there. found an atm machine, but it wouldn't let me withdraw any money. i figured that there should be at least twenty or thirty bucks in my account, but the machine's minimum was forty, and it wouldn't give me a balance.

so i sat in the moma's lobby for a while to see if any risd people showed up. i didn't see anyone. i spent a little time in the public library across the street. then walked the 30 blocks back up to the met.

while sitting in the lobby of the met i saw a folded up bill on the floor. i watched it for a while, and when i decided it didn't belong to anyone within sight, i walked over to pick it up. as i got close i noticed it was not one of the smaller bills that i'm more familiar with, but probably a fifty or hundred dollar bill. just as i got close enough to pick it up a japanese woman kicked it, and one of the people she was with noticed it. i should have said "excuse me, i believe that's mine." but i just let it go.

a little while later i did see some risd people, and told them my whole sad story, and borrowed ten bucks. i walked up to the guggenheim and saw the surrealist show that was there. which was cool. and i had never been in the guggenheim before, so that was cool too. and then want back and wandered around the met some. in the contemporary wing, and the roof garden.

took a couple photographs, but was pretty wiped out by this point. tried to sleep some more on the bus ride back, and was a little more successful.