The Locust Punch turned out to be Locust Poison, and it took Steph and I a while to recover from them today. Went to a really ghetto McDonalds for hangover-curing greasy food, then took a long subway ride to sprawling Northeast Philly to visit the insectarium. In the most bizarre interruption to sightseeing, it turned out that the insectarium had been shut down by the police just five days prior for operating without a licence. Whoops.
Instead, we hit up a nearby costume shop for my rather confused attempt at Halloween. Went back into the city, met Edward at his work, editing a documentary on the Spin Doctors. Went for tasty burgers at a Belgian pub, then dashed home and out again to catch the sketchy Chinatown bus to NYC.
Met Donnie and headed out to Queens. Witnessed much Halloween mayhem on the way. Most original costume: tofu hoagie. Went to a local bar for Halloween drinks.
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