Movin' Out: Part Two

I’m moving out. I’ve loved this apartment and everything that it’s had, but I’m off to move 6 blocks further west into the great land we call SoHo. Anyway here’s the run down of all the things I’ll miss about this last place:

1. Bubba the English bull dog.

Sure he’s fat, he’ll eat your feet, he barks when your watching television, and he’ll pee on the floor while your cooking, but he’s also the funniest dog I’ve ever had the pleasure of living with.

2. The big HD television.

This thing got 1000 channels, had a blue ray player, and got HBO on demand. I’m not sure what I ‘m going to do with out it.

3. The built in shelving units.

Sure everybody could always see my clothes and other crap but it was pretty sweet having all that floor space to use up with other junk.

4. No longer living on Mulberry St.

Billy Joel never sang a song titled “Big Man on Thompson St.”

5. The toilet in the closet.

Not great for when you drank too much, but a party all the same.

6. On that same vain: the infamous tub in the kitchen.

I couldn’t take a bath in you because you were too shallow. I couldn’t shower in you because of the kitchen cabinets over top of you. But I could sit in you and use a hose to bathe while my roommate’s cooked, and for that I will always miss you my dead second apartment in New York.

7. Most of all though, I’ll miss my roommates that I’ve had here.

They were really fun, great people and I wish them the best of luck on their move to San Diego.