h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Well folks, good news . . . my units have given me permission providing that George's parents will be there. As in there, not just dropping up off there. I don't understand . . . they let me run around with just my cousin and my brother all over Manhattan last summer . . .

But hey, constant parental supervision is better than not going. So how 'bout it George . . . are your parents coming or just dropping us off? Remember, my attendance is on the line here.

"11am, Met, Staircase" . . . *Id takes notes*


Id

Yes, I'll be there wearing a "Don't Panic" badge and the beginigs of a goatee.

I've got my Don't Panic badge, too . . . but, alas, no goatee. But I won't even *be* there unless my parents are satisfied . . . your parents must be staying with us. They can't just be dropping us off and letting us wander aimlessly on our own.

Id

If you tell them that TJ and I are old enough to be your parents, will they agree? Because, sadly, we are!

And the staircase isn't *immediately* inside the entrance. It's just to the other side of the lobby. It's a large, marble staircase. There just might be ropes and a guard preventing you from standing right next to the stairs until you've gotten your admission, but there's a lovely blank wall right next to the velvet rope (on the left as you face the stairs) that gives you a great view of the entrance doors, and keeps you out of the way of marauding museum goers.

We're getting into Penn Station on the 10:37am train. We're going to catch a subway uptown, then have to walk a few blocks to the Met. Providing the subway is nice enough to show up at Penn right after we get there , we should be getting there around 11am. If we're running a little late, feel free to head for the cafeteria without us. I know the Met well, and know Batty and Tacsatduck, so we can find you easily enough in the cafeteria. S'okay?

NP...So George are your parents willing to hang with us?

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Dont cry Shea. Here. Have a loo brush

Besides, you and I are close in age remember?

I'll probably be skating in just at around 11 as well. Shea, will you have a cell phone on you? If so can you email me the number (I forgot your number)? I'll email you mine as well.

Well I am old enough to be...well...I guess I am not at that


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GEORGE TALK TO ME . . . Or I'm not gonna be able to go . . . . !


Id

Do you have a time by which you need to know tonight ID....because George may or maynot be on very soon...hmmm this makes it slightly difficult hmmmm

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g'night all! see you tomorrow...

Well, I'd like to know sometime *before* I should be in bed . . . it's times like this when I wish I had people's phone numbers. Hey, wait . . . I know someone who knows his phone number! Ha!

Id
(off to start the calling chain, lol)

"these are the chains I forged in life; link by link by horrible link"
~ Ghost of Jacob Marley, Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol

My parents won't be abandoning us.

Glad to hear it.

Well, I'm comming.

I will be the teenager (accompanied by two fellow teenagers) who is wearing a pink and white striped towel cape that says "Everyone's Favorite Id" on the back as well as an American Flag bandana and a nice, cheerful "Don't Panic" pin that I shall filch off my mum, who got it from the Hitchhikker's Guide compy game a few years ago.

Ahem.

Wonk.
Id

*is pleased that everything if coming together*

In fact, I just made my towel. It's amazing. I had no idea that towels made such good capes. Well, I should have known.

What time am I expecting you tomorrow, Georege?


Id

My cell phone number is winging its way through cyberspace to you as we speak, Batty!

See you guys later ...

We survived!

That we did. Cheers!

I wonder if the others are still at that Jazz place we got parented away from . . . lol . . .


Id

P.S. Ever since I got home I've been telling my friends that, "I ran around the Met wearing a towel all day with a bunch of loons." Strangely enough, here are the various reactions:

"Cool!"
"Only a towel?"
"How come I never thought of that?"
"Can I come next time you do it?"
"Loons wearing towels? Indeed . . ."
"That's wonderful, next time let's do the Louvre!"

And so forth. Hmmmmm . . . *contemplates what these findings say about Id's friends*

*stumbles in grumbling something about Sodit and lack of caffeine*
Hello all! Glad you had a great time... did you get to Gray's Papaya for dogs? It's kind of a West Side landmark and has been in several movies...

Well I for one am defintly not a loon so I have no idea what you are talking about


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