December 2007
16 posts
The waitress escorted us out. ‘Happy holidays, guys!’ We walk back to 15th. ‘I’m sorry,’ said Chels. ‘I’m a good tipper.’ Until tonight.
Dec 27th
Carpal Tunnel from the Wii saved me from noticing when the sun rose, and Santa nowhere to be found. A Jewish roommate in his stead.
Dec 26th
They prayed over the Bo Vien, the youngest air drumming with chop sticks. His mother gleamed, leaning back on both the chairs she sat on.
Dec 24th
After the killJoy Division biopic, he chatted up the girl with a lomo. ‘Not digital,’ she said. ‘Oh, a real camera.’ With that dirty grin.
Dec 23rd
‘Sister can you help?’ asked the lady outside TJ Maxx. ‘Sorry ma’am I’m about to get arrested.’ The guard escorted her the rest of the way.
Dec 22nd
Down with the sickness.
Dec 20th
The days are melting into one. I am unfazed by the guy rolling down the stairs of Astoria Blvd stop, missing his train. I just want my bed.
Dec 19th
Down restaurant supply lane on Bowery, the old man perched on his leather stool scratched his chin, and shooed me away to a Home Depot.
Dec 18th
At Deals and Dollars (D2) the clerk with the elf hat yelled back, ‘No more trees!’ Customers sighed over the intercom, leaving in one pack.
Dec 17th
‘That register is gay,’ he repeated into the phone. ‘No. The register. It’s gay. Gay. That register. Yeah, it’s gay. That register is gay.’
Dec 16th
Michael Chabon followed me from Penn station to 14th. At least he looked like him. Everytime I turned, he grinned like Clay. May not be him.
Dec 15th
Auntie chopped up the duck. ‘I learned English in Hong Kong. We understand, but not good speakers. Hong Kong people listen. Don’t say much.’
Dec 13th
Handing over Miranda July’s short story collection, the library guard asked if I spoke Spanish. ‘Well you’re going to have to to read this.’
Dec 12th
1 week without a phone. “I admit I’m faring well without it,” I told her. “You don’t seem to miss it.” She must not read my tumblelog.
Dec 9th
I passed by the office of the professor so world renowned she refers to herself, while she typed and repeated, “I am smart. I am smart.”
Dec 5th
Boys laughed when I woke on the L train. Where was I, W’burg? Wallet still there. Only noticed I had no cell trying to update 1/4 2 sleep.
Dec 2nd