Sunday, January 13, 2013
Friday, January 11, 2013
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Friday, November 16, 2012
I've kind of felt like shit for a week or so. Of course my roommate Emily, who is a female, figured it out. Anyway, so I guess she told my other roommate, Steven, to take me to the doctor today. Which is an interesting power dynamic, as Steven appears to be the biggest of the three of us, yet Emily appears to make all of the decisions. Regardless, I knew I was in trouble this morning when Steven saved my poop in a bag and hid it behind the trash can in front of our apartment. He typically flings the bags into the nearest municipal waste receptacle. Come 2:00 we roll up on this, with him swinging my poop bag from this morning on his index finger like a fucking yo-yo....
I don't know if you have ever been to the doctor? Everyone is really nice and there are tons of other animals inside, but there is one thing that really bothers me about the experience that I'm sure annoys you as well. That would be the lubed anal probe that digitally records my temperature. Why can't they put it in my mouth?! Put it in my mouth! I love putting things in my mouth! I don't understand why they insist on using the one orifice that is for exit only as an entrance platform. Check my eyes, my ears.... I'll piss in a cup if you need... why does every visit to the doctor have to be based on multiple scatological explorations?
Yeah, so anyway, here is me post-probe. I guess I'm fine and everything is fine.Thanks a lot Emily.....
Monday, November 12, 2012
They say that New York is a metropolis composed of many smaller cities. The geographic division of the five boroughs and the various neighborhoods within each borough adds to this effect. The physical damage caused by Hurricane Sandy in certain areas of New York City has yet to be repaired ie: boats on top of houses, houses on top of trees, trees on top of fences (as you can see below).
As an Upper West-Sider, like most of the nation, I have seen these things only TV. Our neighborhood was physically untouched and maintained a functioning infrastructure (including open pet stores).
I took a walk through Riverside Park with my roommates yesterday, and for the first time saw the true power of the hurricane. This massive tree was blown over, crushed an iron fence, and was subsequently removed with chainsaws.
Here is a picture of Emily and I exploring the giant root system of this storm-fallen tree. Seeing firsthand what this storm was capable of reminded me of the physical and requisite psychological damage the city suffered. The hard work is just beginning for the people whose neighborhoods and lives were destroyed by Sandy. Let's not pretend that because it is out of our borough, city, or state that the hardships are over. Many were subjected to the damage of this storm, and are still without power, water, subway service and basic shelter. My love is with those who need.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
After entertaining my roommates for 6 days of Sandy and my night with Umi, I'm glad the city and my life are slowly returning to normal. My roommates are finally back to work and I can get some sleep.