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2006-06-27 - 2:04 p.m. Ya Win Some, Ya Lose Some Today's the day the Canadian bf returns to his homeland, which he has wanted to do for so long. This weekend the Dead Slumlord's son came down from Connecticut and worked really hard. He raised the toilet out of the hole where it had fallen into the basement, made a new floor, and was polite and careful of my house stuff, also, quite unlike his grouchy father. So, plus one toilet, minus one bf. People at work were joking, "Yeah, but what are you gonna do? Boyfriends come and go, but you NEED a toilet!" On the second day, when we were waiting for the concrete to set, Charlie Jr. and I sat on the stoop of the brownstone, talking, drinking cold sodas and watching the Sunday people go by. There was a lull in the conversation and along came an elderly woman in a lopsided old flowered dress, an angry look on her face as she quickly walked by, her arms stretched in front of her, encircling a giant...watermelon. When she was out of earshot we both doubled over laughing. "Did you see that?" I said. "What WAS that?" "No, wait," said Charlie. "I got a better one. Wait 'till those people across the street come out from between the cars." First a woman came into view, walking slowly. Following her was a man, and following him - he was pulling it - was a giant wooden baby bassinet on wheels, complete with white bedding, pillows, and a lace canopy. It was nearly a Felini movie.