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way into Manhattan (8 stops)
    2. Switch to the A- Train, and take it BACK into Brooklyn, through Queens, past JFK, to the stop before the beach (17 stops)
    3. Switch to the S Line (which i had never been on, nor heard of until today), and one stop later you arrive at 90th Street and Rockaway Beach
    4. Barely 2 hours out of Brooklyn and I am in the water and riding my first ever wave in the balmy Atlantic Ocean. And the waves did get bigger, and more fun! Interestingly, I noted that I caught significantly more waves (like a dozen) today than I did 3 weeks ago in Malibu . . . . . funny huh? So a great day off, I must say. . . .
    Love, Davey
    “Fishing kills me exactly as it keeps me alive.” The Old Man and the Sea

NEW SUCK REPORT VOLUME 1, ISSUE 3: DAVE’S DAY OFF PART DEUX
    Kids,
    After working the night shift (7pm till 7:30am) I went home and slept for about 3 hours then got up to go to the beach again. . . . I know, this seems crazy, but apparently there was a hurricane named Irene not long ago, and her aftermath was sending larger-than-usual swells to parts along the East Coast. So, armed with my new friend Chris from San Diego (and his Jeep . . . . YES! no more surf-board on the subway) we headed off to the same beach where a child was sucked out to sea and drowned the day before . . . . and also near the same beach that one of my kid patients had been swimming at with his infectious diarrhea from South America the day before . . . wonderful. Ah, New York. Anyhow, I won’t bore you with the details, other than Irene was AWESOME. Much better than the previous week’s adventure. It was not like surfing a hurricane like in the movies, but it was big enough to scare me on occasion, and big enough to have some very excitingly gnarley and fast rides! . . .
    What else. hmm. I have been doing great in the Peds ER, so that is good. I even got the Saved-the-Day Hero award (mythical) two nights IN A ROW, One for eyeballing a kid in the waiting room and deciding she looked a little sick to be waiting for another hour, so checked her out in the wait room and decided she was bleeding in her head, so got the CT scan and the Neurosurgeon involved quickly enough to save the little girl’s brain . . . so that was cool. And the other one was just being in the right place at the right time, noticing a drunk psychiatric patient on a gurney in a hallway who was sawing through his leather restraints with a knife. I learned that I get yelled at if i try to wrestle a knife away from a crazy drunk guy. i guess “that is what security is for” i am told. the same security that let the guy INTO the ER with a knife. outstanding. New York. so that was kind of exciting. a bunch of people that night were like “you saved the day man, i totally respect you now”. what the hell does that mean? did i garner no respect previously? I guess i am skinny with long hair and look like i’m 21, so nobody is quite sure that i am a doctor or something.
    ok. i gotta go to bed.
    Love, davey
    p.s. Danielle, I don’t hate New York completely, for the record. It just sucks completely. for the record. But I think this opinion has a lot to do with the suckiness of my occupation, and my long long hours. davey tired.
    “Fishing kills me exactly as it keeps me alive.” The Old Man and the Sea
    D avid (aka Davey) Gregorius, first-year resident in emergency medicine, had bumbled into an agreement to spend three years of his life at Maimonides Medical Center because of his infatuation with a beautiful, long-legged blonde, who also happened to be brilliant, kind, and humble. He met Jennifer Pfeifer when he was a medical student at the Midwestern University-Arizona College of Osteopathic Medicine, near Phoenix, on his way to a rotation at a hospital in Sacramento. Pfeifer was at UCLA working on a Ph.D. in developmental psychology; one of her classmates, a boyhood friend of Gregorius’s, introduced them. They fell in love. Gregorius was back at school in Arizona when