So for that 8 o'clock show, I drove into the city. The drive wasn't bad at all. It didn't even eat up my gas tank. But there was some traffic, and we finally parked a little after 7. Then, since we were downtown anyway, I figured it would be close enough to go to Katz's deli. Really just about a dozen short blocks east. Half way across manhattan. Two thirds maybe. It's really not that far. We finally got there at 7:30 and it was a little crowded so we ate at Famous Original Ray's next door. The pizza was damn good, but not famous or original. Then back to the concert-parking area in the West. Much quicker. We got into the show. Pretty full, sat in the back. They played well, then a half hour break, then more, and a ten minute (awful) noise jam, and some real good stuff, and then they stopped, and a twenty minute encore. Piano. Bass. Drums... Jazzy
Twenty eight bucks for parking. The car was fine. The drive was fine. It seemed to pay off not to take the train, until i was almost home. Bam. cops. pulled over. done.
License, registration, insurance? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Here, here, here... This insurance card is expired. 93 bucks. and for speeding....254.
Gran total 347. you have a month to pay it. have a nice night
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