money on wall street

I literally found money on Wall Street tonight.

"In these hard times," as a friend or two might say... it's funny- ironic.

I was getting out of the subway to meet a friend at his place and I saw a bill on the street. It was drizzly, and the cash was wet, so I somewhat looked around, in the desterted Financial District, as I went to grab it and stuff it into my purse, walking toward cover. An hour later I told my friends about my find, which I thought was a whopping ten bucks. I dug the wet bill out, aiming to properly file it in my wallet, and holy crap, it was two tens! Imagine that! The humor of finding cash on Wall Street.

I tried to take them out to a round of drinks on my free money but they wouldn't let me. Maybe cause you can't actually pay for a round of drinks for three people with twenty bucks here- I dunno.

Cheers, nonetheless- it's two here and that's not a late night for NYC by any means, but it certainly was a good night, hanging out in Brooklyn after a beer-and-sausagefest.

I'm pretending that the fact that my total book purchase was an even $44.00 at The Strand today (my lucky number is 4, my double-lucky is 44, and on top of that, it was an even dollar amount! and I got books out of the deal!), and that I found $20 on the street- it's a good omen. Good times waxing.