On Saturday morning, we checked out and said farewell before splitting up into separate cars for our drive home. Here's to a brand new year - love you all lots! ;)
We probably only lasted about 60 seconds or so, but we got in all the way and that's what counts! The Dude even got in a bit with us to make sure we were going to be alright! Maddy barked and barked from the warm safety of the sand.
I'd gotten a patch of dyshidrotic eczema on hand that wasn't healing no matter what I tried. I finally resorted to wacky things I read on the internet.
On Thursday morning I biked down to Little Italy to catch up with Justine at the Cafetal Social Club on Mott Street. We were sitting outside chatting at a table when one of the older Italian guys that hangs out there all day spotted a baby rat right near our table. He walked over our way, and then without any warning he beat the rat to death with the broom he was holding and then proudly smiled at us. Hahaha.
Back at the apartment, I was excited to take my latest AuraCam photo and compare it to seven other previous photos I'd had take over the last 18 months.
We watched Eric do his shaolin kung fu katas. His moves were legit and he drew a decent-sized crowd of elderly Chinese women who clapped and waved at him when he finished! It was awesome.
Every few months I'd set up a camera to check my posture and progress (A lot of times I'd think I was upright and then see the photos and it wouldn't even be close). Anyway, I've included a few for posterity. ;)
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