Topless Woman on Fulton Street

A topless woman was seen yesterday on Fulton street, just walking around, protecting her bald head from the sun with a flowery umbrella. I did a double take and abruptly looked away, chuckling at myself over the...

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Early to bed, early to be late

The sudden death of the Payphone Radio Shoutcast stream took me by surprise, to say the least. cheapshoutcast.com has been a rock solid reliable hosting platform for me for over 5 years. I remember one weekend of downtime, and...

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Landing pad

Twice in the last few months I’ve experienced something I don’t remember ever occurring. Last night I went to sleep early, about 6:30pm, after a very exhausting day navigating the medical system. I woke up at about...

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Why am I here?

I am poor because I choose poverty. I am a poorie. If I subsist that satisfies me. I like electronic toys and gadgets and have indulged in those expenses in the past, but not anymore. I am unable to contribute to the economy in...

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I know how to feel

Sockless at work. A first for me. White people don’t like to show their feet, as a Romanian woman once extolled unto me. I don’t need the discomfort or the extra layer. Still, I surveyed this workplace and found that...

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Walked a walk

Yesterday was like my olden days, yesterday and the day before, to be exact. Wandering areas...

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Just Another Saturday

Lots of people sleeping on the 4 train today. More than I’m used to seeing. Maybe they stand out more because it’s Saturday and less crowded, or maybe it’s because I switched subway cars twice on the ride...

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Food

I have a theory that the only subject anyone ever really talks about is food. Even when they are not explicity describing something like the new hot sauce at White Castle, I think someone discussing a scheduling conflict at...

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Friday

I spotted an unusual job listing in the piano world. Being a pianist is an asset but it’s more about schmoozing with wealthy customers and institutions. Pianos are not for the poor. They are trophies, or glossy furniture...

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Indifference

Watching an old video of myself playing a recital, live event, people gathered voluntarily to inspect and discuss… I have not watched it again in recent weeks but somehow it surfaced in my head today, while waiting to...

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Jing-Ding Ding

Dreamed last night my sister had a son or daughter named Jing-Ding Ding and a single bedbug in her house. It did not look like a bedbug to me but that was Jing-Ding’s verdict on the species/genus/phyla/whatever of this...

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I Don’t Even Know

what happened? I arrived at 6pm, next thing I knew it was 1:30pm the next day. Or so it seemed in the moment. I was awake earlier, around 10am, which is already dangerously off-routine for me. I had fallen off the bed and my...

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Am I Really Doing the Right Thing?

Working. I like working. I like busy. But is it the right thing for me? Paycheck to paycheck, a salary that puts me well below the New York City poverty line, no ambition or realistic scenario would have me leave New York for...

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Underground

Yesterday’s threat of rain sent my daily constitutional into the subways and the much-loathed Oculus. Fulton Street station is pretty sprawling, with the 2/3 lines over on William Street to the R/W on Cortlandt. I’ve...

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Costs

Being insatiable has its prices. She complains-doesn’t-complain about the pain. She sent what sounds like any dude’s text message from a dream. And it is. She wanted me to know she has trouble walking now after our...

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Crosses my radar

Jumping up and over my branch hitting things with the hairs on my back sometimes relaxing but never repenting killing small animals with intellectual venom. I don’t know how I got here, where I remembered combinations and...

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Talk to white

Last night I confronted something which, were it not for the anxiety and BP meds I now take, would...

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Happy Friday

That is a common greeting here on Friday’s, even though many people who say those words or else respond affirmatively to it work the weekend. I wish the people in this room would cease their conversation, their petty,...

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Changeling

Once again, a post title that I don’t know why. I have nothing to say about changeling, which I initially spelt without the necessary “e”. I’d like to change myself. Swap myself into someone else’s...

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The last thing

I don’t know why I called this post “The last thing.” I had some sad dreams last night. Very vibrant and scary in their way. In one I woke up to find I had a telephone device embedded in my ear. I was unaware...

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Kneecap

Dreamed my right kneecap was a rotary device that was removable, opening access to what I do not know. Knee juice? Knee gnomes? I was reminded of a dream from high school involving another student at the school, someone I had...

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Happiness

I started playing a video game yesterday. For a brief, deeply cynical and sarcastic moment, I heard a voice deep inside me squeal “I LOVE THIS GAME SO MUCH. LLLLLLLLOOOOOVE!!!” It’s not really true. The...

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Look at the shape of that guy

Yesterday, as I passed a group of 3 or 4 men unloading boxes from a truck, I heard one of them say, in reference to me, “Look at the shape of that guy.” I’m not obsessed with my body image but I had to ask...

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Once in a while…

I have to ask myself: Where am I? What am I doing? How did I get here? Will this be the last breath, or the first? What do the unpredictable pains in my innards tell me? I am happy to be here, on this spot, on this chair in this...

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Working

I interviewed for a promising sounding job last week, but on reflection I don’t think I can remain in consideration. The hours are from 10pm-6am, and I did some reading on how working that shift can create health risks. I...

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Outage

The global outage affecting millions had limited effect on my little kingdom. The lettered MTA...

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New Pants, New Shirt

After literally tearing apart Saturday’s pants I decided to go sartorial and replace those hated, filthy, nearly-transparent pants with credible, opaque leg and crotch and butt coverings that would not expose my sometimes...

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Routines

My usual morning routine involves feeding my head with garbage news of the day, articles I typically only read half way, if that much, retaining little more than the headline. I’ve learned to avoid following headlines that...

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Just how random

I don’t think I will ever be able to impress upon her just how random it was when we reconnected and she dialed in to my Payphone Radio. With over 60 hours (I think) of audio she tuned in just for a couple of minutes,...

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Funny phone number

I got a laugh out of this. I’m at the office when I looked at my phone and saw a text message from an unknown number. It said “How is your life in New York?” I did not recognize the number but the message...

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Blankety Blank

I gave Blank Street Coffee a try. I won’t return. The place lived up to its name in many ways. Most irritatingly to me was the store’s refusal to issue a paper receipt. That is actually legal for purchases under $5...

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Nothing to worry about

Moving domains from overpriced godaddy to namecheap has taken months, and remains in progress. I have too many domain names. For some reason I’ve lately fielded inquiries about sorabji.com being for sale. It is not for...

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Speaking of Satanic toilets

I momentarily thought I might be incontinent. I had relieved myself and, per human nature, I briefly basked in the afterglow of having taken a reasonably credible dump. While remaining seated I heard trickling of liquid. I...

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Zero

Nothing to remember, so far, from this day. I am alone at the job today. Staffing at this gig is unpredictable. Feels like I barely slept. Too much vodak, I fear. Hot amd miserable outdoors. I’m at a desk, sweatless. My...

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Flags are gone

But the crowds remain. Heat got at me on Albany and Greenwich. Felt I might tip over. Took some shaded shelter on Thames Street, where I solemnly watched an elderly couple enter the Cloud One Hotel,  but don’t remember...

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Twice a year

Yesterday I learned that twice a year, on July 4th and again on September 11, an American flag is...

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Sleepy Kangaroo

Animal has a stronger punch than fluky expectationalists expected. I knew of this since childhood, after years of training to be a kangaroo boxer in the underground runaround. I was good but the ‘roos triumphed night after...

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Beeps

I turned around to see if someone had entered the elevator after me. There was a sound, likely caused by the door closing, that made me think I was not in the elevator alone. No one else was present. The car smelled of piss. I...

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