Sometimes I do something good
Had that date finally.
Me: So what do you think?
Her: (after thinking) You did good.
Me: (laughing) I suppose it’s about time I did.
Location: @2PM, waiting in the doctor’s office,
Music: I know now that I’m way down on your line
It’s easy to go broke dating in NYC
Went to a comedy club recently with the blue-jean eyed girl.
It was good, it included Gabriel Iglesias from Last Comic Standing, who was great.
But what a scam – basically, it’s a $20 cover, two drink minimum ($24) with an automatic 18% gratuity. For two people with just a plate of appetizers, it worked out to be $150.
Counting cab rides, subway rides, and daily miscellany, the day would have easily been $200+.
All I can say is, man, there’s no quicker way to go broke than just trying to entertain yourself in the big city so that you don’t go postal.
That’s why I spend Sunday through Thursday eating cold sandwiches and drinking tap water.
Location: @6AM, yawning on a futon
Music: I shouldn’t have done it, and it won’t forgive me
Met up with the Ex one last time
I’m tired – my insomnia’s returned. I’m running about at half-speed and, more stressing, half-wit.
Saw my ex again a few days ago. She came by to pick up one last thing she left here. It was actually pleasant. She and I both managed to crack a smile or two.
Told her that I was seeing someone. Nothing yet, I said, more the chance that it could be something.
She nodded and slowly smiled and said that she hoped it worked out for me.
I believe her.
She also said that I should get a handle on my insomnia because it was a major problem in our relationship. The irony of her comment was that it kept me up all night despite a massive amount of chemicals.
But the other thing that kept my past girlfriends and me from being happy, I realized, was pride. Admittedly, it was usually mine. It’s a horrid sin.
Our respective pride has not served my ex nor me well.
Regardless of who I end up, I’ve decided to choose her over my pride.
Pride enables you to say, But at least I was right, to an empty room.
And I tell you from experience that there’s no more deafening an echo than that.
Location: in front of a nice warm cup of espresso
Music: love is stronger than…it’ll serve you longer than pride
Slow drowning in her blue eyes.
Location: @3AM, listening to 80s music downtown
Music: you finally found all your courage to let it all go
A bird fell out of the sky and into my NYC backyard
It beyond cold the other day. I woke up and heard a thud in my back yard.
I was pissed because people are always tossing things into my area, but I looked in and saw that a pigeon had just up and dropped outta the sky and into my yard.
Just stared at it for a while before I finally went back there to remove it.
Not the best way to start the day but, I gotta admit, my day was better than the bird’s. I’m hoping he was just old and it was his time.
My sister took the above picture over the summer. I decided that it was a better picture to post than one of the dead bird.
Always be positive, that’s what I say – there’s enough sadness to go around.
Fly, baby, fly…
Location: @3PM, bumping into an old friend off Grand Street
Music: slippin, slippin, slippin, into the future