What can you do in a 24 hour period in the Big Apple? Whatever the fuck you want to do…so long as you have wheels to get around in. I jump in my ride (a pickup truck) and start heading east (from Manhattan to Long Island). The first thing I see is a stainless steel casket on wheels on the curb…waiting for its new owner? I was heading to the beach on an adventure with no expectations other than seeing the all-girl rock band Open Ocean. They were playing a show in Montauk at the Memory Motel (of Mick Jagger fame). On the way there I called my buddy Jesse even though I knew he would be hesitant to sign up for a mission with me. Jessie and I were building the Vitamin Water Chapel at the Williamsburg Waterfront starting at eight o’clock the next morning, so this is a dude with whom I go way back. The girls aren’t playing until the afternoon, and I have to give Jesse some time to get his shit together. To kill some time I drive through Fort Greene and stop by the Brooklyn Flea (which some claim to be the best flea



