Category Archives: WTF

Positively Fourth Street

Well it’s a Tuesday that feels like a Monday due to having Martin Luther King’s birthday off. I was happy with it, and getting out of bed wasn’t the trauma it usually is. I knew I had to get moving on to work so I got out of bed, showered, had some cereal and coffee. Bill was here but didn’t make any coffee or pour any cereal. I lived though and was able to do those things myself. I handled it well. Missed the first bus since I wasn’t hustling and I knew there would be another bus soon after. It was just me and the tousled headed kid that may be going to school in the city. High school it looks like. Definitely has the look of a high school student, reading a dog eared copy of Ethan Frome and lugging around quite a heavy book bag/back pack. Maybe he goes to Horace Mann.

I read the New yorker, specifically the article on the 14 year old girl who killed herself after harassment by a teen neighbor and her mother among other friends. It turned out they created a fake MySpace user who made overtures to the girl and after weeks of stringing her along, dumped her and dumped on her causing the 14 year old to lose it and wind up killing herself in a closet. It was found out later that the mother of the neighbor next door basically orchestrated the suicide and got off the hook, claiming that the 14 year old talked about, or attempted suicide before. Such beasts roam free across the land.

Sad to hear about Heath Ledger dying at age 28 in Soho today. Harpy scored major points with that phone call. Heath was found in his loft in bed surrounded by pills. Could be an accidental overdose. Poor guy left a two year old daughter behind too. He had a talent for acting and I certainly was looking forward to his performance as The Joker in the latest Batman movie this summer. A shame. Good looking bloke he was. Latest news is that Heath Ledger may have had pneumonia and mixed an Ambien with his meds. Autopsy tomorrow.

Last night Bill and I watched a documentary Life After People. It was about what would happen if mankind vanished off the face of the earth. No apparent reason was given for the disappearance, but it was how Manhattan would start breaking down after a few days, then weeks then months, years and centuries. Not just New York though, all over the world. It was good but not as good as one book that I’m reading, The World Without Us by Alan Weisman. The book tells the same story only better and it involves the imagination which is always better than CGI. I recommend the book and was thinking about getting a copy for my brother in law, Rex for his upcoming birthday. But maybe I’ll get him something more lighthearted rather than doom and gloom. I just did. Got a good price on eBay and hopefully it will get to Arcata by his birthday. I got it for my brother Frank for Christmas and I want a copy too, for myself. But then again I have more than enough to read.

Here is a clip of that Bill Clinton, nodding off at a service yesterday in Harlem in honor of Martin Luther King. I don’t like Bill Clinton. He is no friend of LGBT people. He used our vote, saying he’d get rid of the ban on lesbians and gays serving in the military, then came up with Don’t Ask Don’t Tell. Now he’s saying that the way he wanted it was that lesbians and gay men could serve closeted and when they’re off on leave or what have you, they can let their freak flags fly. Thats not how it works, even with rose tinted glasses when looking at the signature on the document he signed. And then there is the Defense of Marriage Act, more betrayal.

His marriage was threatened not by fucking around on his wife, or getting a blow job from a White House intern, no his marriage was threatened by same sex marriage, or at least the concept of gay men and women having the same thousand or so rights that he stomps on every time he unzips his pants in the company of women. And I did forget, but was reminded of his advice to John Kerry, telling him to throw the LGBT community under the bus, regarding same sex marriage rights. Yes Bill Clinton is no friend of the LGBT community. So here’s a clip of the scumbag nodding off. Way to go moron. Hillary should have divorced his tired ass.

Hail to the tired dumb ass.

Jimmy Crack Corn

It’s Thursday. I’m happy about it, though I wouldn’t be able to do anything about it if I tried. Last night, lets see. I watched TV. I know I am just as surprised as you by this fact. Scrubs repeats, Daily Show, Colbert Report, Law and Order CI and Law and Order Generic. Not as much fun to watch Law and Order without Bill around, it just isn’t as funny. They should really get a laugh track for that show, or bring back Jerry Orbach. Now that would work. Today I posted on the Daily News website about music being used in commercials.

Here is what I wrote: Normally, I find the licensing of rock and roll songs for commercials to be very tacky, but lately I’ve had to rethink that. There are two examples, one is Feist on the iPod commercial and the other is Royksopp for Geico (Caveman in airport). I would more than likely never have heard either artist if it wasn’t for the exposure on the commercials, and I bought the Royksopp single (Remind Me) and the Feist LP (The Reminder), and I enjoy them both very much. I also purchased wonderful Mark E. Smith of the Fall (Blindness) after hearing his unmistakable voice on a car commercial. So it goes both ways. I didn’t mention Moby who started the whole mess with contemporary music being used in commercials, since I am relatively ambivalent about him. And I still don’t have any need to own Moby’s Play CD after hearing it countless times while living with William in my Weehawken days.

Though the days are ever so slowly getting longer, it’s getting harder for me to wake up in the morning. Oh how I could use another hour of sleep. I know I could achieve that be going to ed an hour earlier, but come on, going to bed at 10:30? I wouldn’t get to the denouement of Law and Order and I would never know who got the pie in the face. Work so far this year has been pretty good. I’ve been busy and productive, though Tom Chin has been under the weather lately I’m pretty sure he’s noticed. And it’s fun working with Lydia, good to have someone to bounce ideas with. I’ve been leaving around 4:30 lately.

Since I’m in at 8:00 each day, I figure eight and one half hours is enough. Plus I don’t really ‘take’ lunch. I go out, get a salad and I go back to the office and eat at my desk doing whatever it is that needs to be done, or I read gawker.com , and most of the time while I’m eating people still come up to me and ask for things. And I am proud to be able to get through two weeks of work, ten days total.

Lately I’ve been addicted to ELO’s greatest hits. I simply can’t stop listening to it on my iPod. IN fact I downloaded their greatest hits, but a certain song wasn’t on it, so I went to the iTunes store and downloaded another track. I did look first on Limewire, for ELO and embarrassingly Howard Jones who I heard over the PA at the supermarket. Ladies and gentlemen, WTF?

Here’s a pic of a ghost bike, marking where another rider was killed a little over a month ago at the corner of 40th and Broadway. I don’t know, lately the idea of riding in the city seems intimidating. I walk around the city a lot and can’t help but notice how many terrible drivers are on the road these days. They stop in crosswalks, forcing pedestrians to walk into traffic, or the just slowly creep through red light, since they really really really wanted to go through and since no one will stop them, they do it. It’s scary and reignites the fear that I will be killed by a car someday. Now that I wrote it, let’s hope it doesn’t happen. Somebody light a candle. Also if I die, if I can’t get a green funeral, then cremate me and through me in either the ocean or the Hudson River, urn and all. Sorry if that brought you down, wasn’t my intention, just putting it out there.

Franco Scorcia 72 Years Old, Killed by a Car December 6, 2007
Rest In Peace
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