October 2007
3 posts
nyc dispatch 10.30.07
10/30/01 nyc dispatch good days and bad days. i was having a bad day last thursday. didn’t know why exactly. just an overarching feeling of malaise and discomfort. i got to my gig thinking i wanted a drink to liven things up a bit. so i went to the bodegas and after the fourth one found an o’douls which i drank in about three gulps. the first set came and went and the drummer asks me...
nyc dispatch 10.23.07
pink elephants the bartender puts down a rolling rock and a shot of jamesons. ‘just take it out of here?’ pointing to the small pile of money in front of me. ‘sure.’ and i’m thinking, this isn’t so bad. what’s the big deal? it’s just a couple of drinks. i’ve proven to myself i can do it. you know, stop for an extended period of time. 10 weeks...
nyc dispatch 10.16.07
i’m sitting on the ‘a’ train coming back from jfk and these two tourists who got on at howard beach when i did move from their perfectly good seats across the aisle from me into the two seats next to the times i’m piling up on the seat beside me. he leans over and in a thick german accent says, ‘may i read this?’ i look over and notice the ‘666’ he...
