Time in the Joint

I promised I'd tell you about the Grub Crawl through New York. But now that it's almost a month later, I don't quite feel like it. I may, I may not, you're living on my graces. I will, however, give you a picture from the Crawl. This is from Pt. 2 of our journey, the main course at Burger Joint. It's an unmarked burger joint off to the side of the posh, marbeled lobby of Le Parker Meridien. You go behind some walls, following a silent Tim who won't divulge where you're going, thinking that Tim has led you astray and will probably take your cash once you go behind the coat check out of sight of the security cameras, then out of nowhere, Burger Joint appears and your faith in Tim is restored, just a teensy bit, especially when you see that he has brought you to a land of juicy burgers and Ben & Jerry shakes, and that he pretends he's not looking when you steal his fries. (But faith in him is once again lost, of course, when he opens his heathen mouth and you hear nothing but eternal wailing in his future.) For this photo, I told Oy McCoyne and T Chu here to "act sketchy" to fit the decor while James the Giant Freshman looks like he's thinking of staying in the Joint and ditching the group. Like they needed to be told to act sketchy. I should've just said, "Hey, Sketches, look here."