missing ny, missing the missing
i've been nostalgic for my own nostalia. i've been breaking my heart lately reading emails from 2001-2004. mainly emails from k. oh god.
but here's one from Nov 21, 2001. I bet I posted it here before but I don't remember.
Homeless man sitting next to a shopping cart full of mysterious trashbags anounces in a loud voice--
Homeless Man: The goverment, ya'll, the goverment's corrupt. They went and bombed the World Trade Center just so they could point a finger.
A man in a trench coat with a wart on the side of his face, (or is it a mole?) shouts out
"Shaadup! Shaaadup!"
Homeless Man: You shutup! I'm talking. Don't tell me to shut up. Man, why'd they go and blowed up the World Trade Center? They wanted the treasures from the underground like they have over there. People go diving for pearls, then they got rubys and diamonds, shit like that all over the place. Why they want to go bomb us? Don't make no sense.
Trench Coat Man: Why don't you keep your mouth shut!
Homeless Man: Why don't you go home to your kids and tell them to shut up. Except you got no kids, man, you sterile.
Trench Coat Man finally decides to keep quiet.
Homless Man: I'd just like to say that I love each and every one of you. Now it ain't much but I have peanut butter, some crackers, and uh a bannana, and some water. And ya'll are invited to share this with me. This is what the goverment pays for, ya'll are intitled, huh?
Naw, you might think I'm crazy but I ride this train every morning. I sit on 34th Street and greet everyone, and they yell at me and spit at me, and I say, "All's I'm trying to do is be friendly, dude?"
I wiggle past the crowd and step out. I smile at the Homeless Man, almost in spite of myself.
Homeless Man: You don't want a cracker, honey? Its got peanut butter. Okay then, God bless ya.
but here's one from Nov 21, 2001. I bet I posted it here before but I don't remember.
Homeless man sitting next to a shopping cart full of mysterious trashbags anounces in a loud voice--
Homeless Man: The goverment, ya'll, the goverment's corrupt. They went and bombed the World Trade Center just so they could point a finger.
A man in a trench coat with a wart on the side of his face, (or is it a mole?) shouts out
"Shaadup! Shaaadup!"
Homeless Man: You shutup! I'm talking. Don't tell me to shut up. Man, why'd they go and blowed up the World Trade Center? They wanted the treasures from the underground like they have over there. People go diving for pearls, then they got rubys and diamonds, shit like that all over the place. Why they want to go bomb us? Don't make no sense.
Trench Coat Man: Why don't you keep your mouth shut!
Homeless Man: Why don't you go home to your kids and tell them to shut up. Except you got no kids, man, you sterile.
Trench Coat Man finally decides to keep quiet.
Homless Man: I'd just like to say that I love each and every one of you. Now it ain't much but I have peanut butter, some crackers, and uh a bannana, and some water. And ya'll are invited to share this with me. This is what the goverment pays for, ya'll are intitled, huh?
Naw, you might think I'm crazy but I ride this train every morning. I sit on 34th Street and greet everyone, and they yell at me and spit at me, and I say, "All's I'm trying to do is be friendly, dude?"
I wiggle past the crowd and step out. I smile at the Homeless Man, almost in spite of myself.
Homeless Man: You don't want a cracker, honey? Its got peanut butter. Okay then, God bless ya.