Verdict: Grom overpriced, Brooklyn manners underrated
It's been a few weeks since my last totally useless day. I sadly picked a pretty sunny Saturday to crash on the couch, but I did get outside to do a single load of laundry and I tried the new Grom gelato place across Sixth Avenue, so I guess the day wasn't a total waste.

I meant to catch up on the TiFaux today, but instead I watched the Cutting Edge sequels on ABC Family (oh god, I'd forgotten that y'all told me they skate to "She's Like the Wind," but you really weren't lying). And read a lot of Slate.com, which is something I do about once a quarter. Learned that there's a reason I guiltily liked that catchy Dunkin Donuts commercial (the "Doin' things is what I like to do, YES!" one) — the jingle is by They Might Be Giants. Huh.

Last night I went to Williamsburg with Heidi, Nadia and Mags, and it was decently fun and was highlighted by one memorable happening: I tried the door on the co-ed bathroom at the bar, found it locked, so stepped back. A moment later a guy emerged, and tells me "I heard heels outside, so I put the toilet seat down."

The last gentleman of New York City! I found him!