New York City is on edge today – probably because it’s the first day of Superbowl Boulevard on Broadway, the all-things-football event and celebration from 34th-47th street. The streets are littered with NYPD police officers and my office building, which happens to be the Empire State, is surrounded on all sides with police cars.
I personally find it reassuring when I’m surrounded by cops. I know a lot of people who would disagree.
Anyway, clearly you won’t find me in the melee that has anything to do with celebrations or football. Because I’m rising and grinding like a thug dripping swag because yolo, amirite? Here’s the evidence: