Upper East Side Bomb Scare
NEW YORK (June 28, 2006)—There's a bomb scare going in the Upper East Side at this very moment (8:00 pm). At the Chirping Chicken (where I ate dinner two and a half weeks ago) at 66th and First Avenue. That's a whole block and a half from my apartment.
I can't find any news on the TV or on the Web, so I guess I am going to have to play journalist, here's what I know:
all of which is speculation, but who cares because I am first, FIRST! to put it on the internet
A man went into the Chirping Chicken the other day with a fake bomb.
Today he went in with a real bomb.
They got him.
He lives a building across the street from me and a couple of buildings up (and his neighbor really freaked out when she found out it was him).
He's Russian and had a long-time girlfriend.
There are men in space suits outside of the Chirping Chicken.
Traffic is at a standstill on First Avenue. Just imagine that.
There's lots of yellow tape and cute police officers standing around. (Bridget should put on something nice and try to get herself a date.)
There's a fire truck. (Probably more than one, but I can only see one.)
No one has been hurt. As far as I know. (Hopefully, this is true.)
I'm watching the 10 o'clock news tonight.
My roommate wants to go watch the Red Sox/Mets game at Baker Street Pub on 63rd and First. (I wonder how long it will take her to get there.)
I can't find any news on the TV or on the Web, so I guess I am going to have to play journalist, here's what I know:
all of which is speculation, but who cares because I am first, FIRST! to put it on the internet
A man went into the Chirping Chicken the other day with a fake bomb.
Today he went in with a real bomb.
They got him.
He lives a building across the street from me and a couple of buildings up (and his neighbor really freaked out when she found out it was him).
He's Russian and had a long-time girlfriend.
There are men in space suits outside of the Chirping Chicken.
Traffic is at a standstill on First Avenue. Just imagine that.
There's lots of yellow tape and cute police officers standing around. (Bridget should put on something nice and try to get herself a date.)
There's a fire truck. (Probably more than one, but I can only see one.)
No one has been hurt. As far as I know. (Hopefully, this is true.)
I'm watching the 10 o'clock news tonight.
My roommate wants to go watch the Red Sox/Mets game at Baker Street Pub on 63rd and First. (I wonder how long it will take her to get there.)
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