too beautiful a day to waste working, i went for a long walk, to Calvary
and environs, via Van Dam Avenue, which is a relatively new route for me.
I ussed to take that path back once in a while, but not so much for the
forward trek. the crosswalks set up at Queens Plaza make that path more
palatable, but the queens plaza quagmire is no less scary than ever. in
fact it has new dangers, by my estimate, including a very scary turn in
the road around which i see cars racing and flattening human beings who
are crossing with the light. i also rediscovered the value of the subway
underpass as an escape from the quagmire.
i spotted a man and a woman at the cemetery today, sitting on the grass
and talking. i don’t know if they were visiting a particular grave, but it
looked like they were just out there enjoying the day. i envied them that,
envying the guy especially, for i wish i had a hottie i could take to
Calvary once in a while. i used to, and some in the FIlm Photography
section of sorabji.com is a picture of said hottie on one of our visits to
the yard. “Picture of the Year” for 2009, oh yeah. I love that shot. But
our times together were always so rushed and secret. I most loved our trip
to the Bronx Zoo. it was the type of outing i wish we could have done
whenever the hell we felt like it.
anyway, not that i get too wistful about that hottie, but just saying that
i envied those two i saw at Calvary today, near the mighty Johnston
Mausoleum.
i found the money i left for myself on Review Avenue, and added some more
coin to the stash. some day it might come in handy, but mostly it is just
an amusing little joy to find it there any time i pass by. it is
something, is it not, to recognize and have a connection with a single
stone on a massive wall of stones?
i have not been carrying a cell phone around of late. i don’t miss it. as
a newly-single individual i find that no one has any reason to urgently
contact me, so i leave the phone at home and use it as i would a land line
with an answering machine. i have no intent of cancelling the cell or
going full neo-luddite, but i find that the lack of noise entering my
life through that cell phone is a stimulating thing, and the needless
access to continuous availability and continuous access to others is
easily eliminated, at least for me, and at least for this particular place
in life.
this may seem like an odd thing to be interested in, but i used a bathroom
at Calvary today that i never knew existed. i thought there was only one,
by the Greenpoint Avenue entrance, but I saw today that another one exists
by the Laurel Hill gate. it’s in a small building which i assumed was
utility closet. in fact, it’s a shitter. i just never saw that little
building with its door opened. what a shocker. a shitter shocker.
