Reasons for Baji to Move to New York

First, to recap, this is Clo, distinctly not-dead (and not undead) successor to Blanquinou. Dr. Clo is a cognitive behavioral therapist and avid snacker practicing in the lower (but not too low) regions of Manhattan. She is 70 percent reconstituted puppy parts, 20 percent lard, and 10 percent Yellow Number 5.

This is Moosebeck:

(Photo from Moosebeck.com)

This is Rufus:

(Photo from HorribleTerribleDogs.com)

There, now we're all caught up. Moving right along.

-Quick poll: Did you perchance see Prince perform from 1am to 4am on the roof of the Hotel Gansevoort with just 200 people in attendance? No? Really? (H, J, Dave Chappelle, and Anderson Cooper, please do not answer this question. You will skew the results.)

-What you call Monday, I call the day I go see Amy Poehler and Jason Sudeikis kickin' it over at the UCB.

-What you call Tuesday, I call the day I go see Mike Birbiglia, Aziz Ansari, John Oliver, and Laura Krafft kickin' it down the street.

-What you call seeing Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist, I call seeing someone go to the trouble to professionally film a walking tour of my Sunday jaunts. (I also call it seeing a movie made for people half my age. Oops.)

-Also, what you call living in a house with rooms, I call living in a hovel with a room that barely fits a too-large cat and the occasional bedbug for the bargain price of eleventy million dollars a month.

So, Baji, what do you say? Time to move? All you've got is pandas, Obama, and a picture of Stephen Colbert. And yes, I know it's a scientific fact that a picture of Stephen Colbert is worth 1500 words, but come on.

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