It rained
Like a lot of people, I knew rain was coming, but had no idea it would be the most rain in one day since the 1970s (I think I read that somewhere). Flooding in all the usual places but a few surprises, I guess? Highways and...
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Rain is worse than I thought. Waterfalls in subway stations, oh my. I thought it was just going to be steady rain but it’s coming down fast and angry. Maybe not at this moment. Within this office building I am blessedly...
Read MoreI spotted this object outside a school. On account of its location I assumed it to be a table game or some sort of educational contraption. Reverse image search turned up a variety of table games. I don’t think this is a...
Read MoreI had heard the news but somehow it never seemed like a time to take advantage. I felt like a bit of a n00b yesterday in using, for the first time, a MetroCard to get to Nassau County via the NICEBUS. There is one bus from...
Read MoreDreams were rough and tumble. A homeless dude decided there was a lot of money in my bag and he wanted it. There was no money in my bag so instead he wanted my water. I carry an 8oz. bottle everywhere in case I need to take a...
Read MoreOnly two of us were in the bed. So I knew it could not be her standing over us, reaching down and grabbing our shoulders in repeated attempts to throw us out the door and into the neighbor’s back yard. I woke up, startled...
Read MoreNo W at all this AM, and the N was running only every 20+ minutes, or so it seemed. The 7:24 was uncommonly packed, but not insufferably so. I ventured around again yesterday, this time being more cautious about the heat. Sunday...
Read MoreI was looking forward to the 90-degree heat. Maybe I should have tamped that enthusiasm. I had no idea where I might want to go, where to spend part of the day. Listlessly I checked on the Little Free Library and the Community...
Read MoreSartorially I feel a little different than usual. Brand new shirt. Have not had one of those in over a year. Short sleeves with no pocket. Not tuckable. Casual but classy. I think I’d been wearing the same pants for a...
Read MoreGetting my Forest Park video ready. It ended up being almost an hour. I have other videos from earlier. I don’t know why I went ahead with this one first but it’s not like I’m on any kind of deadline. As I...
Read MoreI’m a little late today, only an hour early versus the usual 1.5 or so. In a previous post I think I mentioned that I saw a woman on the subway who I had not seen for months. Hse is interesting to me for her art and...
Read MoreWord on the radio was that subways were a disaster all around. I had no problems. Seems delays were all about the 1/2/3, I think, and of course the new and never-ending F/M debacle. I purchased a cheap piece of technology, with...
Read MoreMy morning routine had come to settle on 16 ounces of strawberries and a single banana. I neglected the banana, thinking it might go bad overnight or over 2 days. Here I am bananaless. Sans banana. I am in a state of NON-BANANA....
Read MoreDude who sells me strawberries, once in a while, will ask a whole lot of questions. Today he asked why I go to work so early. In an earlier episode he had asked what time my job starts. I told him 9am. He obviously remembered...
Read MoreMy first day on the new division. Not certain where to go or when to log in. I don’t care too much about all this, the change of job function. It’s the same task just not as urgent or anxiety-stoking. Yesterday sent...
Read MoreIt’s probably not worth getting terrifically excited about. But for the moment I’m happy as ass. Mobing to the new division of this company at last, something like 9 months after being told I would start in 2 weeks....
Read MoreGot here maybe a half hour earlier than usual. Nobody here. I could work this shift if I asked nicely. The overnight. I might have been wired for that in earlier years but not anymore. It’s also hard to get. Folks on the...
Read MoreThings finally moving again at the workplace. I don’t like to blab on about work but I’ve become happy here. That’s not my normal disposition. I don’t talk about it much because no one wants to hear from...
Read MoreI was engaged in a pitifully mundane task. Punching 19 digits and a 4-digit PIN to see how much money was left on an Applebee’s gift card that’s been in my wallet for something like 7 years. Sitting outside the...
Read MoreJust some pictures from Baisley Pond Park, or as it’s indicated on the park’s info...
Read MoreRain from a few nights ago woke me up frequently. It was a lonely, loud night of waking up to a...
Read MoreBaisley Pond Park had been on my list of things to see for I don’t know how long. Hard to say why, except that it is there, on a map, looking strangely enticing. I chose a perhaps misbegotten route, from the A train...
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Read MoreAs habits go mine is probably typical. I think highly of myself, but quickly quash that instinct with post-natal discoveries of weakness, character flaws, arrogances and fallibilities. I am nothing. I do not inhabit or inform...
Read MoreI was looking at a woman on the N train yesterday. She was small, occupied minimal space, and seemed to move only when necessary. Whatever that means. Her purse was smaller than some of the pockets in my new messenger bag, her...
Read MoreI think it’s food. All anyone talks about is food. Indirectly, when discussing the nuclear...
Read MoreSomething biting my arm and squeezing the back of my neck felt so real I had to wake up twice and shine light on my arm to be certain no creature or other had sunk its teeth or claws into me. Through the nearly rigor-mortis...
Read MoreIt is not the first time since it reopened that I’ve been here but it’s the first time I arrived intending to stay more than a few gawking minutes at the Rose Main Reading Room. This is the old Rose. I guess. They...
Read MorePlums and a banana. Not the ritual one pound of strawberries I had started to question my allegiance to. A pound of plums costs about the same as the strawberries, and takes up a lot less space in my bag seeing as it is not...
Read MoreI’ve entered into a new correspondence with an artist/pornographer/ We talk freely about sex, masturbation, her breasts. SHe has the most active mind of any woman I can remember having met through any of the porn sites....
Read MoreAt the 175th Street A train station yesterday. It used to be my everyday station. 30 years ago, I think. I was surprised at how the station looks exactly the same today as I remember it all those years ago. The same yellowish...
Read MoreMaybe this insurance I have, said to be about as good as it gets in the working world, isn’t all that. I did get 5-figures worth of dental work done for nothing paid by me. There is that, and that had been on my list of...
Read MoreI am wearing strange-to-me underwear. It’s not my usual loose-fit. It’s not clamping my junk but it’s tighter than usual. But it’s fine. The more interesting detail is how I came into possession of a set...
Read MoreWhen one of the people who usually sits near me did not show up for a couple of days I’d assumed he was fired. That’s how it goes here. Nice guy, mild-mannered, here one day, gone the next. Turns out he was not...
Read MoreI’m still thinking about Joe. I suppose I will be for a long time, for all time. An enduring, virtually constant presence for over 23 years. Always magnanimous with his thoughts and praise for others. I had always thought...
Read MoreSaturdays did not used to be such a mess. One time I ended up walking from the Brooklyn Bridge/City Hall station but that was no problem. Today everything was a mess. The N only went as far as Queensboro Plaza, so I thought...
Read MoreA stramble up Hillside way turned into a bit of a mess yesterday. I wanted to bake in the 90-degree sun but not quite like this. Felt I had no control over anything. All the while I was assaying this area as if I might move...
Read MoreI spotted Jackie Kennedy somewhere in New York. She knew me, a little bit. We made chitchat before...
Read MoreI’m posting stuff like this with the hope of encouraging others with access to 24-hour video...
Read MoreIt might have been considered cute. Naked in the shower, masturbating, trying to share the joy with like-minded, similarly engaged individuals around the world. But I couldn’t figure out the technology. The hardware (huh...
Read MoreI did not write anything here yesterday, as I do most workdays. I was, by my standards, a little late. For me being an hour early is being late. I was late enough that my equilibrium tipped. The day before yesterday I made it to...
Read MoreI don’t know where I am. I’m here. Present and accounted. But I’m just floating. I roam city streets with no awareness of the present. Is this a dangerous location? Am I being stared at? Am I being secretly...
Read MoreFirst full crossing, yesterday, of the Ed Koch/Queensboro Bridge in about a month. It felt good. I...
Read MoreIt’s true. I don’t have to avoid puddles, or those annoying instances where property...
Read MorePeople come, people go. Back at work for first time since Monday, one of the people who got hired same time as I tells me she’s moving on. I’m indifferent to her progress, but happy that she’s happy....
Read MoreThis does not feel like a day off when much of it is spent calling, recalling, and re-recalling doctors, pharmacy, and others over stuff that just cannot seem to get done. A prescription refill? They always brag about how...
Read MoreStarting to ask myself what happened yesterday. Is it possible I was recognized by a homeless person at Union Square? I don’t know but I did not look back, and he did not come after me. Someone yelling my name, telling me...
Read MoreI have this weird premonition that I’m getting fired today. This feeling comes and goes throughout my tenure here. Assuming it comes with accrued overtime and vacation time paid out as cash I would not complain too much....
Read MoreDopy announcers strip naked accusations by their opponents. Nakedness is core to their aesthetic, with talk of waving penises and explanatory vaginas trickling over airwaves. Boiling over at times, soothing itself at others,...
Read MoreI am not a hoarder. At least I don’t think I am. Physical hoarder. I am a bit of a digital hoarder but who isn’t? The relentless accumulation of correspondence, cellphone pictures, data of all stripes… it...
Read MoreReclaiming my 181, the PO Box that was my permanent address for 30+ years. I went to visit it at its previous location, finding that no one had rented it out, and that the post office peeps were using it as storage for some...
Read MoreRATS! A BANANA SAND? HE’S BONK POTATO? O, TA. TOP KNOBS, EH? DNA’S AN, AN … A BASTARD! EROS LIVED AS POOH WON SPEED DEFICIT. POOR REDIAL LAID ERR. O, OPTIC “I” FED DEEP SNOW HOOPS A DEVIL SORE. TAO...
Read MoreAfter one insurance provider after another refused to cover it I finally got a dental plan that paid for a custom-fit mouth guard, for Bruxism. I’ve grinded since forever but it went into overdrive during Covid, eventually...
Read MoreSitting at a POPS, a privately owned public space. It’s at Lincoln Center. I rarely see...
Read MoreI discovered a new fruits and vegetables vendor. He loves his work. He sold me today’s container of strawberries like he was handing me a newborn child. He boasted of the strawberry’s enormous size, to which I...
Read MoreBig event for my day was expected to be the dentist. Part 2 of the “deep cleaning.” It...
Read MoreMet up with a longago friend. It tends not to enter the discussion but we were romantically...
Read MoreI did it. I followed through on the plan. I went to church on Sunday, staying for the full service for the first time in probably 30 years. I have attended other services in that time. But I never stayed past the sermon. I have...
Read MoreGot here about 7am. No need to be this early. Thinking I have big plans for tomorrow. Sunday. Big...
Read MoreOr as I continuously called it yesterday: Strain Meet. Strain Meat. I wanted to walk its distance...
Read MoreI am dressed like a fucking slob today. Coffee-stained shirt, pants from 30 pounds ago, unshaved, unkempt. At least I smell passably OK but I look like I should be sleeping on a bus after being released from prison. I chose a...
Read MoreAm I even allowed here? Am I fired? Do I get the call, which would end with laughter? The call that I won’t be failing up after all? My relationship with this gig has been loose. Every shift I sign out of could be my last....
Read MoreI’m back on PRAY detail. Inspired by a social media interaction I finally followed up on a lead someone sent me pre-Covid, a lead on where to find a smattering of surviving etchings from the legendary scratchiti artist of...
Read MoreOr maybe for just a little while. Bought this somewhat by mistake, thinking the image of Charlie...
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