Le Bloggeur… We started off at The Magician. Our conversation was interesting. I was describing the hierarchy of Simons Jewel Co., my many bosses, the relations, the names, and the hiphop lessons, when I had to pause to allow L.B. to share with me the pecking order of the Comedy Central mailroom. We moved to Local 138, where our biographical discourse shifted backward to a comparison of our time spent working in corporate Rust Belt suburbia.
The night ended at 10:00 p.m. on the dot because L.B. is a serious gym-goer who starts at 6:00 a.m. and goes to bed at 10:30 p.m. sharp during the week.
There is talk of continuing the conversation at Cake Shop next week.
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