a very old homeless man mimicked me on the street today. i must have been passing him on the sidewalk when i said "YO!" loudly into my cell phone, and he repeated it, but even louder and in a silly cackly way that cracked me up. it's funny how the smallest things are the ones you remember most about your day.
something significant did happen this afternoon. i shook bill clinton's hand. i went to an audemars piguet watch press conference at the Four Seasons, because they unveiled a new timepiece that is only - get your checkbooks out NOW!! - $137,000 in platinum, and they donated money to his foundation. i darted out at the end because i was running late. as i exited the building, he was on my right, and i couldn't help but stop and stare. it was fascinating to see grown men bow before him; cabbie's sideswipe each other to get a glimpse. he smiled at me. i held out my hand. he is very tall and handsome and charming. he is also a good man with great intentions. i hope he wins. well, not him, but you know what i mean.
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Being mimicked by a homeless man doesn't strike me as a small thing. It seems more like a strange, NYC moment, and it's no wonder why it impressed you.
Bill Clinton is awesome. Did he try to give it to you?
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