Fresh off the plane, where I spent roughly five and a half hours sitting next to the cutest little lab puppies and their super-kind handlers- bred at Guide Dogs of America Los Angeles and bound for a GDANYC trade-off, Keegan met me at Jamaica Station. (Cabs to and from the airport are such a money & time suck, Birds; between the traffic and bad weather, they don’t get you to your destination any faster and cost a lot more.)

From the train, we went to his apartment. (By the way, did I mention to you that I’m back in New York for awhile?)

Click here to finish reading yesterday: queens for a day . . .