Thursday was freakishly warm. For New York in January, anyway. We had a lazy morning, just kind of hanging out. Mostly, we all wanted to hang out, but laundry needed to be done. I asked who was interested in helping, and no one was.
From left to right, that's Pete (a bird), Chauncey (a sheep), Wobbles (a dog), Sebastien (an elephant), and Ducky. We finally convinced Pete to come along.
He helped putting the soap in.
We walked down to the bodega, and saw a little "history":
Then, Pete offered to shovel snow. But it was too warm, so he just scattered some salt and came back in.
We met up with a friend that night, ate totally average cheeseburgers at Goodburger in Union Square, and then read the night away.