I have to apologize for not writing here sooner. I guess life throws you curve balls repeatedly and if you can't hit them well you fall into a deep dark hole I guess. I was also finishing my degree and now am on the job hunt along with millions of other unfortunate souls. We had a storm blow through the city today that I thought would shatter my windows, heavy winds were recorded of up to 100 mph, which for NYC is unheard of, things begin to get blown off buildings and when the buildings are 30, 40 or even fifty plus stories that can be like killer projectiles flying through the air. Imagine walking down the street and get cut in half by flying glass or some peace of whatever splits your skull and you never saw it coming. Freaky stuff to consider but hey tomorrow is never promised right? The city right now has around a ten percent unemployment rate which is really high considering that means around 800,000 plus people are out of work. I go online every day and feel that hopeless sinking feeling that i'm not going to find anything, or if I do it's going to be at some shitty job that I can't stand and makes me want to contemplate suicide with a butter knife. Well a bit dramatic sure but these are the times we live in. President Obama inherited a world of shit left over from the bush years and it's going to take a while to fix it up if that is even possible anymore. Too bad they gave AIG all that cash, we could have used it, AIG never did me no favors, I thought that if you mess up in a caplitalist world, you go under that's just the rules. These guys play with a different set though, they fuck up and the government bails them out, enjoy those bonuses boys while I contemplate if I can make it through the week on rice and beans and hot dogs as my lunch and dinner, skipping breakfast saves a few bucks! I sometimes wonde with all the natural disasters happening, (Tsunami's, Earthquakes, etc) maybe the predictions are true and 2012 will be it for us. It seems rather fitting if you ask me. I think God might be looking down and thinking, well I gave them two chances and they fucked it up again! Have you ever wondered how many innocent people have been killed, murdered, raped and pillaged just in the last thousand years, it's mind boggling. We have done a pretty good job of killing each other in the 20th century alone and the 21st is starting off with a bang. I'm ready if the end is near in 2012, i'm going to get a bottle of grey goose, sit out on my terrace and watch it come, hopefully with some close friends. I know this sounds glum people but hey these are dark days so a bit of darkness is par for the course. How many more signs do we need to convince us? I don't know, part of me wants the world to go on also, if we can just manage to get along with each other which seems more and more unlikely. I saw an interesting character today, the below picture was taken a few months back, of a way cool dude in a green fur coat with matching hat. Where else can you see a guy who is this confident in his style to rock this coat in public. I wondered if he was a pimp but then again maybe he just has pimp sensibilities whatever that means.
Anyway I think this guy is awesome, it takes alot of moxie to rock an outfit like this even in NYC where the weird is oftentimes overlooked or actually even blends in. I mean can you picture this dude walking down the street in some small town in Alabama or something? Shit that would be something i'd pay to see. On another note, I was recently out in the city with some friends, one of whom drinks way more than I can, I somehow drank seven shots of grey goose that night along with four beers and managed to keep standing, well I was down for the count once but that was a balance issue. However my other so called friend, who doesn't drink and was sober left us in the street when it was time to go home, you never leave a drinking buddy out in the street in that condition, so I was left the shitty task of taking a cab all the way uptown to drop my friend home, he lives way uptown i'm talking almost riverdale or in the 200's streets and we were in the village. You can get to the airport cheaper than this ride, it took every cent I had to get him home but at least I didn't put him on the train to get mugged or ride the rails all night in a drunken stupor. To you drinkers out there, you never leave a comrade behind, especially a drunk one and of course don't drink and drive but in NYC you don't need a car really its a luxury to have one and the parking sucks. Suffice it to say I arrived home with two bucks left over, smoked a cigarette while walking the deserted streets a few blocks from where the cab dropped me off. I love walking the city streets really late, when no one is around and its just you and whatever vermin happen to be scurrying around. It's funny though you don't see many rats in the winters, even they go hide when the winds swirl and that cold wind comes off the Hudson River. Any night you get home alive and unharmed is a good one in my book. Being a statistic just sucks. Peace and love, i'll write more soon.
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