The thing that still amazes me, in a profoundly good way, was the spontaneous celebration in Times Square after midnight.
I wonder if the so-called Arab street noticed this. We celebrated without organizing from the local imam, not in the convenient afternoon, and certainly not within walking distance. You can run, you can hide, but we'll get ya in the end, bitches.
I had a cardio appointment today and handed out mini Tootsie Rolls. Some people got it and devoured the Tootsie Rolls with a smile on their faces.