I am on my way to the Big Fat Juicy Apple tonight, but couldn't let 70s karaoke night at Guy's North pass without me. So somewhat dolled-up and with my hair (which refused to feather) tucked under a hat, I made my pilgrimage. It was as crowded as I've ever seen it, though apparently some people did not get the '70s memo. Had a few drinks, danced a few dances, generally made a fool of myself and got to bed at 2:30 am (that's 5:30 am EST). I will surely sleep well on the plane tonight.
So safe travels to you all, wherever you're headed. I'll catch you on the flip side with tales of the city that never sleeps, a perfect destination for the Jess who rarely sleeps.
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