Today, supposedly the coldest day in 2 years, I had to pick up a package from the post office. I knew it was the fleece blanket I'd ordered from Target, so I definitely wanted to pick it up asap. There is a post office right down the street from me - just 1 block away - but I went there and the attendant told me that because of my zip code I had to go to another post office about a mile away. Makes sense. So I bundled up, put some Kleptones on my headphones, and walked over. It was extremely cold, but I entertained myself by reading the progressively more ridiculous awnings and advertisements decorating store windows. I was entering the heavily Jamaican neighborhood around Church Avenue and Flatbush, where you can get vegetables from "The Farmer in the Deli" or frozen goat meat for 99 cents a pound. Did you know there is a Jamaican Rolling Stones? According to a flier, they have a new single coming out - "Taste the Flava". The McDonalds, Burger King, KFC and Kennedy Fried Chicken all within a one block radius seem to be enjoying good business, but Veggie Garden Healthy Foods was closed by the health inspector. Naked mannequins line a sporting clothes store window splattered with "Clearence" signs. And of course, the post office is next to a DNA Testing Center - "Does he really have his father's eyes?" Things that make you go hmm.
My fleece blanket looks pretty warm, and I think I've made a good segue to watch Knocked Up, which I surprisingly haven't seen yet. Stay warm.
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