Get Your Sunday Best And Walk Into The Apocalypse
Despite Hurricane Sandy and the media’s best efforts, I am leaving tonight to enter the lost city of New York. My friend Bill is getting married tomorrow afternoon, and it is a go. The restaurant survived, they have a candle, a preacher and Bill needs at least one person to represent him. Without fear, I am going to wade deep into the land that time forgot to see the ceremony. I will let you all know how it goes, if I find bigfoot, a T-Rex or a zombie I will take a picture. Unarmed, unafraid, alone and dressed to impress people I dont know, I am ready for the apocalypse.
What could possibly go wrong?