Lost and Found

This somewhat Howdy-Dooyish looking fellow was down in the subway playing a weird instrument that was kind of excruciating to the eardrums. It sounded like a squadron of amplified bees flying into a zither. I gave him a couple bucks, but he wouldn't stop, so I left.

The good news about doing this blog in daytime hours is there's not much waiting for trains, like at night. As soon as I walked down, bang-zoom, here's the Q train!

The bad news is there's a lot of people on them. Oh well, it's only three stops, I can stand for that.

Well, it took a little longer than I thought, the train stopped twice for about five minutes each. Now I'm trying to get out of the train station and it's taking forever! One twist and turn after another! It's like that scene from Spinal Tap!

Finally I'm outside! Hello, Cleveland...I mean, Brooklyn. Okay, those that know me, know I don't have a clue when it comes to directions, I can't read maps and I don't know Brooklyn that well. I wandered around, asked for directions from at least six different people, all directing me in opposite directions and got hopelessly lost! One guy in a deli even told me it was two blocks away. I went there and there was no Lafayette Ave. So I went back and told him there's no Lafayette Ave. where he told me and his reply was to say I probably wasn't looking hard enough! Mother of sweet fuck! I may never leave Manhattan again!

Finally after wandering around for what seemed like an eternity, I stumbled upon my destination: Mullanes! I'm not sure what kind of a bar it is and at this point, I don't care. They have a free buffet from 5 to 7 PM and I need a beer right now! I'll post photos of the place in the next post.