Remember a couple of weeks ago when I went into the city to escape the varnish fumes & said I went to the South Street Seaport where I was entertained by Rubber Man? This morning when I was sipping my coffee and flipping through the newspaper, guess who’s picture I saw in there. Yep, Rubber Man. (Clearly I have not yet had enough coffee since I accidentally typed that I was “sitting coffee” instead of “sipping.”)
There’s an article about performers auditioning for spots down at the Seaport. It seems it’s a pretty good gig. Too bad I don’t have any secret talents other than occasionally amusing people on my blog.