I called the yarn store in Greenpoint to see if they’re open on this last day that non-essential businesses can be open. They are. I’m going. And if when I get there I find that there is a run on yarn I’m going to be PISSED BECAUSE I KNOW Y’ALL DIDN’T START KNITTING SINCE YESTERDAY […]
Tag: apocalypse
Day 4 adventures in quarantine: urban foraging and navigating the American welfare system
This morning I woke up to a text from the front-of-house manager saying she was at the restaurant with my check if I wanted to swing by today. So immediately my day went from no plans to PLANS. Water, teeth brushing, pants, bike, out the door. My weather app said it wasn’t raining out but […]
Tales from quarantine
Game shop: out of Scrabble. Bike shop: out of bikes. (Really though, a bike shop in Clinton Hill sold out of bikes.)
Cosmic events
On Friday it broke seventy degrees outside. I left the house with a jacket on but I took it off within one block of walking. Already Walgreens was out of toilet paper and the line at the grocery store wound its way through the produce section all of the way to the front door. On […]
Anne Foster 