Sopressata and the dreaded Pomeranian

Sopressata

So today I'm walking down the street headed towards midtown to pick up a prescription from my favorite pharmacy Walgreens. Before I get there I am admiring the Indian summer in New York and I see a Pomeranian with dreads. The Pomeranian technically doesn't have dreads but it needed a visit to the groomer. Incidentally it looked like its anal glands were swollen so I vomited a little in my mouth and kept walking. You know my friend is a dog groomer so I know that they actually do this thing to clean there anal glands. Its so disgusting but I am aware of it. You know I used to own a Himalayan cat so I know what it is when a animal with that kind of hair is getting regularly groomed they get matted dreads. I miss her she was kind of an idiot but unfortunately I had to take her to a No Kill shelter in Evanston I'm sure she has a good home. A matter of fact I bet she is rich and thinks fuck you previous owner everyday of the first of her nine lives.

So I make it between the 90's and the 80's from the Bronx and I decide to get some lotion to help me to smell good. I stop in one of my favorite smell goods L'OCCITANE They have free hand massage with a complimentary mimosa.

Self: Why isn't my bank open? Well my bank is closed so I'll try a different bank.

• TD Bank is open on Sunday why isn't my bank open? So I go inside because I actually have a abandoned account at this bank. I basically need some coffee and I am not paying. So I grab a pink lolly pop which the bank has to remember breast cancer awareness. So I walk a little farther down and I make it to Grand Central and go into the market in the building and I am coaxed into tasting some sopressata. It tastes great I'll try it again. Its $17.99 a pound for that special pooch.

• Thinking