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Karn Evil 9

It’s Sunday and today I spent some time with the Lopez family on the third floor. I did see them this morning when I gave them their bagels but this afternoon I actually met them outside by the river. It was quite a nice day today and quite a few people were out and about.

Julio and Stine were trying to get Alexander to sleep and since I showed up it wasn’t going to happen. We strolled, me discreetly puffing a Padron a few feet away and the strolling put Alexander right out. He’s too heavy to carry so the papoose apparatus is out of the picture.

It’s the McLaren stroller, perhaps named after Malcolm McLaren. As we were heading home, Stine ran into a small bakery and Julio and I stood outside with the stroller and the sleeping baby. Within a few minutes there was a stroller log jam at the corner of 4th and Garden. We maneuvered through that with Stine and a bag of delicious treats for the adults.

We came upstairs and sat around watching Alexander taste various books and stuffed animals. So far his only words are what sounds like ‘Hi’ and ‘Aye’. And ‘aye’ could very well be Danish which Stine speaks to him and Julio is slowly becoming a little bit fluent.

I’m probably giving him more credit than needed but Julio knows a lot more Danish than me, tak. But it’s interesting to watch Alexander try to communicate.

I was getting hungry so I left them with Alexander in Julio’s arms waving me goodbye then wondering where I was going since I was going upstairs rather than downstairs, which is the direction that his father heads off to every morning. Then I made some ravioli for supper.

My friend Pedro finally made me his friend on Facebook which he hates since if he wants to communicate with me all he has to do is pick up the phone. He sent me a request to write a letter to the editors of the NY papers, the Daily News, The NY Post and the NY Times.

It seems that despite the budget cuts and the laying off of teachers, fire fighters and police officers, somehow the Department of Corrections has the money to install 40 to 50 LCD screened TV’s in each of the 10 buildings that house inmates on Rikers Island.

And the criminals will also get cable television, 50 channels. Why can’t they get digital converter boxes and regular television sets like ordinary working folk? On Pedro’s behalf I wrote 3 emails which I sent off to the 3 major New York newspapers.

I’ve written to the Daily News before and they’ve published my letters a few times, and the NY Post published an email once which was the same email I had sent to the Daily News. The NY Times I had never attempted before except for an email that I sent to Bob Herbert a few years ago which I received a form ‘thank you’ reply.

This is the New York Times email:
A good friend of mine is a Corrections Officer at Rikers. He is outraged at the fact that budget cuts will cost the jobs of teachers, fire fighters and police officers while the inmates of the ten buildings on Rikers Island are getting brand new LCD TV’s with cable TV, paid for by the taxpayers. Approximately 40 to 50 television sets are being put up in 10 buildings, television sets that I certainly can’t afford. And with cable, (50 channels) that’s a lot of money. Why not give them digital converter boxes with no cable at all? It seems like madness for people to lose their jobs and livelihoods these days while criminals get to watch cable TV on LCD screens. Could this be happening at all the prisons in the city, perhaps even the state?

I have my doubts for the Times since they don’t have an easy set up for sending emails to the editor, unlike the Post and the News which is much easier for crackpots like myself to be heard. So I’m going to check the papers this week to see if my letter gets published.

sleepy baby

sleepy baby

smiling baby!

smiling baby!

it always ends up in his mouth, this time it's a stuffed monkey arm

it always ends up in his mouth, this time it's a stuffed monkey arm

All Together Now

Just got back from Otisville a few hours ago, and just woke up from a nap a few minutes ago. It was all in all a fun time with Pedro and Connie as well as with Excer and Lillian.

Always good to get out of town if only for a few hours, in this case I was out of Hoboken for about 24 hours. I do like Hoboken, don’t get me wrong, but an occasional change of scenery is the key to living a sane life.

Pedro and I spoke before I left for the train and he asked me to pick up some batteries. Unfortunately the line in CVS was too long and I was faced with a not so difficult decision, get the batteries and miss the train or get the train and forget the batteries.

So I opted to forget the batteries which wasn’t so bad. Pedro wanted them so he could light up some petrified wood sculptures through the house.

The train ride was pleasant enough, I dug into the final chapters of the John Lennon biography which is due tomorrow at the Hoboken Library. It’s been a good read, and so far Sean Lennon has been born and John has his green card, planning to visit his Aunt Mimi soon enough. We know how it will end though, sadly. He was a messed up figure to say the least and he himself recognized it.

Got off the train in Otisville, the next to last stop on the Port Jervis line. Pedro wasn’t around so I waited in the heated waiting area which smelled of a very strong disinfectant. Excer and his girlfriend Lillian were in the kitchen talking to Pedro’s girlfriend Connie when I got there.

I was starving and Connie was making a lot of food, chicken, potato salad, rice and beans. A big bucket filled with wine and beer was nearby and soon enough it was cheers all around with the clinking of wine glasses and beer bottles.

Some of Pedro’s friends also showed up in time to watch the boxing match between Shane Mosely and Antonio Margarito. Pedro mentioned that Margarito was favored to win, in the ninth round which made me root for the underdog Mosely who won in ninth round instead. Things wound down after that.

Two of Pedro’s friends who drove up from Long Island left soon after making some of us scratch our heads and wonder why they would drive three hours up to sit around for two hours and then drive back to Long Island.

More beer for everyone else and we drank and watched a bootleg of The Wrestler which was very good, both the quality of the copy and the movie itself. Still I would see it again in a theater if and when Bill wants to.

Then at 1:00 we decided to watch Gran Torino which despite Pedro’s hype was merely ok. Clint Eastwood doing his best Ted Cassidy as Lurch performance. He also reminded me of my father. In certain shots he looked like him.

At 3:30 it was bedtime for all of us. I was set up in the basement on a comfortable futon not too far away from a very warm fireplace. Woke up to a text from Bill wishing me a good morning and mentioning it was one degree below zero in Otisville. I texted back telling him it was nice to know but I was under a very thick comforter.

Connie made a very big breakfast of scrambled eggs and pancakes and lots of coffee. Pedro was incapacitated and did not get out of bed. I knew I wasn’t going to catch the 11:00 train back to Hoboken and the next train was around 3:30.

Instead I hitched a ride back to Manhattan with Excer and Lillian and got off at the George Washington Bridge bus terminal only to find the A train wasn’t stopping there and the 181 bus to Union City wasn’t running until 4:00.

I hopped on a shuttle bus to 168th street and caught the train to the 42nd Street bus terminal where I caught the bus back to Hoboken and took a nice two hour nap. Back to work tomorrow.

That’s it for me. Good to be back home, though it would be better if Bill were here.

en route to Otisville at sundown

en route to Otisville at sundown

Otisville 6PM

Otisville 6PM

Excer & Pedro

Excer & Pedro

Lillian and Connie

Lillian and Connie

The host with the most

The host with the most

T'is himself....

T'is himself....