Halloween: By the numbers
* (47) Wrong turns on my way to find a subway that wasn’t completely blocked off
* (Innumerable) rain drops that pelted my costume and forced me to borrow (2) hairstyling tools once at my destination
* At least (7) pictures I wish I hadn’t found myself in due to my wet hair
* (23) jokes involving continued close proximity to the cheese plate
* (1) Cracker Jack box attached to a cup of wine
* (700) near death experiences on the hip-hop rickshaw we, in an act of desperation, chose to ride across town. This resulted in (2) gauge marks left in my arm by Liz’s nails
* (Several) life lessons dropped by Jordan to us younger 20-somethings
* (3) Groups of trick-or-treaters in my building I hid from like the Halloween deadbeat that I am
* (86) “Meowwwwwwws” before the night was over
* (+/- 500 times) Kate the Julia Allison cab driver heard the line “Can I ride you?”
* (2) Boots with the fur…on
* (9) Open-palmed waves by Cary
* (10) much-needed hours of sleep I finally got last night after the insane-o week I had
* (1) distinct smell that will always remind me of walking through Halloween in Chelsea!
