So I'll give you two.
I really like this bridge. I wonder who owns it, and if they'd be willing to sell it?
The Brooklyn Bridge is a pretty cool landmark. Considering the job that brought me out here involves taking hundreds of high quality pictures with a digital camera every day, it seems like my photography skills should be better.
Here's a few shots of the view from the bridge.
You can hear the music, can't you? Duh-da-da-duh. Duh-da-da-duh. Duh-da-da-duh. Duh-di-da-duh. "Everywhere around the world.....they're comin' to America!"
I love that song.
I actually rode the subway to the Brooklyn side of the bridge so I could try the pizza at Grimaldi's, which came highly recommended by Kristina, then walk back over the bridge.
When I got there, it was obvious that Grimaldi's was at least very popular; I had to wait outside for about 45 minutes before I got in. Fortunately, just like at the Apollo, two guys got in line behind me who ended up being fun to talk to.
They were locals who complained that there wasn't a side entrance for "regulars." They described themselves as "pizza nerds" and recommended a few other places for me to try. (When they found out I was from Utah, one of them talked about the two Phish concerts he's been to at USANA.)
But the conversation really picked up when they started talking about a party they were at the night before, and one of them mentioned the bouncers were bigger than the wrestler Zeus, co-star of the "hit" movie No Holds Barred, which came out just after I started watching the WWF. I don't know which was more impressive: the fact that he knew who Zeus was, or the fact that he brought him up in a conversation in 2008.
This led us on to talk about American Gladiators, including the new incarnation of the show. We tried to name all of the original Gladiators. I don't think we got them all, but we did recall this immortal moment from all-time Gladiator great Malibu. Good times.
Postscript: the pizza was pretty good, especially the pepperoni, but there were some mitigating factors. For one, I generally prefer regular pizza to brick-oven style, as Grimaldi's is. Also, I don't know that it was worth waiting that long for, and it wasn't particularly fun eating by myself (especially since they don't sell individual slices like most pizza joints, and I had to buy a small pizza. I'll refrain from saying whether or not I needed a to-go box or not). But I'd probably go again if I had friends with me.
After crossing the bridge, I headed home...belly full and a greasy face...Jeffy's heart burning warm, Jeffy's heart burning warm...