This afternoon at the gym I took a pretty good Hatha Yoga class. I would've never guessed that I'de be living in New York, not to metion practicing Yoga in Grand Central. Crazy!

Tonight we walked to our park to watch the first of four movies in a summer film series. It was "Annie Hall," a Woody Allen film which usually equals weird, and it was. The guy that sat right next to us and could hardly keep his shirt on made up for everything the movie lacked. Creeper. Scroll down with caution!
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