I spotted these two last weekend doing some menacing combination of break-dancing and robot-mime dancing at the Union Square subway station. I tried to run away, but the subway was slippery and I almost died. I’m really glad that I survived, or my cause of death might have read “mime-induced head trauma.”
The N train was one of the subway lines stalled in New York during the giant blizzard last week, which shut down the city and stranded me in Michigan.
Here’s a photo I took of my sister and her boyfriend in November, when trains were running and snowbanks weren’t shoulder high. You know, back in the good old times.