My Absence
Working! No joke. I am terribly sorry for the lack of content. I've just [hopefully] weathered a BIG recession-related storm at work - working, literally 24/7. I have plenty of thoughts in my head. . . And will return to writing.
And don't you worry, I am still crazy, so the content will have my usual flavor. And I still have the worse luck and/or involve myself in the most unusual things ever.
Thus, I still get stranded on the side of the road returning from a secret trip to D.C., that becomes not-so-secret when someone post a "nice to see you" on my facebook. I go out to play sports and odd things happen like I end up guarding a prodigy 6 or 7 year old kid who makes me look foolish (soccer - I'm not that good anyway).
I still party and party on no sleep, so things happen like waking up fully dressed in coat, hat and shoes and/or waking up having not quite made it to my room (can't... i mean refuse... provide more detail).
I still live in New York City, so things happen like I almost get urinated on by a vagrant peeing out of a bank (you know the room where the ATMs are?, I guess people sleep there when they can get in -- and dare not exit to use the bathroom...but at least have the courtesy not to use the bathroom inside). I also commute to and from Newark, NJ - I've seen a woman backhand her 3 or 4 year old kid; I've seen a guy try to fight another guy who was in a wheelchair; I've seen hoodrats dancing to music coming from their PHONE.
I still talk to random people on the street, so get caught up in many things that should and could be easily avoidable like getting a massage in Chinatown at 1am (NO, there was NO happy ending)... or having to explain to a 20 year old kid at a concert how to get a drink from the bar without me buying it for him directly because I am too scared to lose the bar card that I don't even have yet because I've never taken the time to get sworn in.
I blogged this stream-of-conscious style after reading a comment from my dear friend Taylor Foss, who I dedicate this entry to. Thanks for lighting the fire under my arse, Taylor. I hope you are well!!!
And don't you worry, I am still crazy, so the content will have my usual flavor. And I still have the worse luck and/or involve myself in the most unusual things ever.
Thus, I still get stranded on the side of the road returning from a secret trip to D.C., that becomes not-so-secret when someone post a "nice to see you" on my facebook. I go out to play sports and odd things happen like I end up guarding a prodigy 6 or 7 year old kid who makes me look foolish (soccer - I'm not that good anyway).
I still party and party on no sleep, so things happen like waking up fully dressed in coat, hat and shoes and/or waking up having not quite made it to my room (can't... i mean refuse... provide more detail).
I still live in New York City, so things happen like I almost get urinated on by a vagrant peeing out of a bank (you know the room where the ATMs are?, I guess people sleep there when they can get in -- and dare not exit to use the bathroom...but at least have the courtesy not to use the bathroom inside). I also commute to and from Newark, NJ - I've seen a woman backhand her 3 or 4 year old kid; I've seen a guy try to fight another guy who was in a wheelchair; I've seen hoodrats dancing to music coming from their PHONE.
I still talk to random people on the street, so get caught up in many things that should and could be easily avoidable like getting a massage in Chinatown at 1am (NO, there was NO happy ending)... or having to explain to a 20 year old kid at a concert how to get a drink from the bar without me buying it for him directly because I am too scared to lose the bar card that I don't even have yet because I've never taken the time to get sworn in.
I blogged this stream-of-conscious style after reading a comment from my dear friend Taylor Foss, who I dedicate this entry to. Thanks for lighting the fire under my arse, Taylor. I hope you are well!!!
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