Holding Out for the Thrill of Lunchtime

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Okay, I'm really pissed at myself with these never ending blog posts.

I used to use a word processor, ABIWORD to write my posts and then cut and paste them into the blog because centuries ago, Blogger would literally crash and erase hours of work in a heartbeat often. So  to keep from losing all this work, I wrote it in a more stable program. A word processor. The good thing about the processor was that the damn thing had a page break. Once I saw the page break, it was time to fucking stop writing.



This made for shorter, easier to read posts. You didn't have to spend all damn day reading my swill. So, lets see how this works out because I'm going to do it from now on. I think it'll work out for the best. Okay, back to blogging. I headed into the city twice this week. On Thursday, my old business partner, Bryan got in touch with me and took me out to lunch. Going to see him, taking the subway, I pass a table filled with pamphlets and papers and big assed signs against the walls and railings of the subway tunnel to the Port Authority.



I'm walking past and some Jesus freak walks up handing me a folded piece of paper. When I look down at it in his hand he jerks it around so that I can't read what it says. I just stroll past, taking a gander at their big assed poster. One on the right reads "May 21st 2011 judgment day is coming". Something about the Christ coming to judge mankind. The other one says, October 21st 2011, the end of the world.



It looks like man has figured out the secrets of the bible and science. I thought the end of the world was supposed to come in 2012. They robbed me of a whole fucking year. I'm working hard trying to get my act together for 2012 and these bitches are telling me NOW that instead of having twelve months I have five??? And ten months after that, my ass is grass? Is that shit really fair? I don't think so.



You see, I didn't chose to become homeless and destitute. I didn't ask for all of this shit, and now these guys are saying that I'm going die like this? This does piss me off a little. I could use a little break. I stroll past them and less than twenty yards down the tunnel there are two more people passing pamphlets to the passerby. Some people snatch away the papers from their hands absentmindedly and then less than fifteen yards away they just drop them on the floor. That's the New York mentality. Just drop whatever you're holding on the ground. What the fuck. Someone will come around and clean up after them.



I never really understood that shit. I'm now walking over a mess of these pamphlets at a fifteen yard radius from the people handing out the material. I wonder if they ever find out that they are wallpapering the floor of the subway. Do you think that they would even give a fuck?



I know you're reading this days after New Years, but right now, this is New Years Eve, and 42nd street is alive at 11:00am already. There are some police officers here and there, but overall, nothing. In just a few hours this entire area will be painted silver and blue with cops and swelling like a hornets nest with tourists from all over the world. There are people walking around already with noisemakers, funny glasses and funny hats, ready to make fools of themselves. I will not be one of them. I'm heading home by two and will no doubt spend my New Years in the comfort of my own home on IRC with friends that have no life also. Am I sad about this Oh lord no. I'm looking forward to it.  It will no doubt be the high point of my year.



Just before the fucking end in October 2011.

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