the blinking light on my antenna is more beautiful than a thousand angels' assholes
Oh god, it's good to get online. Fuck's sake. And other astonished expressions of relief.
Bob help me, I still love the Internet. I feel like a mountain man, cut off from the world and all its knowledge without it. I never realized how many questions I have every day.
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Yesterday, as I was walking over the railroad tracks on Branch Ave, a guy actually stuck his head out his truck window to yell in my direction, "Get a job!"
It took me a second to translate. Then I turned around and flipped him off. I hope he was watching in the rear view.
I was even wearing new pants, for Christ's sake. BDUs, sure, but still.
I should have yelled back, "I HAVE THREE JOBS, ASSHOLE!" Because I do. Not my fault only one of them pays and that one broke me. Do I look like some kinda hippie or something? I thought everyone knew punk rockers are the hardest working weirdos on the planet.
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Kids love me these days. It's the hair. Pink dreadlocks. And the colorful socks, too, they're always pointing at my legs. Yesterday, I was talking to some dude at the Pawtucket bus station, and his little girl sitting on his lap asked me, with a shy smile and a small voice, if I had a lollipop in my bag.
I was tickled. "No, darlin', sorry."
Her dad was aghast. "What are you doin' askin' for a lollipop? Sheez!"
So, I shared my trail mix with her. She picked out all the bananas. That tickled me, too.
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Her father and I had just been talking about the drunk old man that two Pawtucket policemen had just kicked off the bench we were sitting on.
I said, "I hope nobody kicks me off a bench when I'm old."
"Yeah. He been here all day, too, he was here when I took her to school, and he's here now that she's done. They drive back and forth all day, you gonna tell me they just noticed him now? Nuh uh. Why they picking him up now?"
"They're bored now."
"Yup."
I overheard one cop tell him he should go lie in the grass if he wants to hang out somewhere. Telling an old man to go lie in the grass, what a fine public servant. Not like there was a line of us trying to sit down. Nobody wanted his spot.
Nobody wanted it after he left, either, smelled like pee. He could've stayed there all fucking night.
Bob help me, I still love the Internet. I feel like a mountain man, cut off from the world and all its knowledge without it. I never realized how many questions I have every day.
- - -
Yesterday, as I was walking over the railroad tracks on Branch Ave, a guy actually stuck his head out his truck window to yell in my direction, "Get a job!"
It took me a second to translate. Then I turned around and flipped him off. I hope he was watching in the rear view.
I was even wearing new pants, for Christ's sake. BDUs, sure, but still.
I should have yelled back, "I HAVE THREE JOBS, ASSHOLE!" Because I do. Not my fault only one of them pays and that one broke me. Do I look like some kinda hippie or something? I thought everyone knew punk rockers are the hardest working weirdos on the planet.
- - -
Kids love me these days. It's the hair. Pink dreadlocks. And the colorful socks, too, they're always pointing at my legs. Yesterday, I was talking to some dude at the Pawtucket bus station, and his little girl sitting on his lap asked me, with a shy smile and a small voice, if I had a lollipop in my bag.
I was tickled. "No, darlin', sorry."
Her dad was aghast. "What are you doin' askin' for a lollipop? Sheez!"
So, I shared my trail mix with her. She picked out all the bananas. That tickled me, too.
- - -
Her father and I had just been talking about the drunk old man that two Pawtucket policemen had just kicked off the bench we were sitting on.
I said, "I hope nobody kicks me off a bench when I'm old."
"Yeah. He been here all day, too, he was here when I took her to school, and he's here now that she's done. They drive back and forth all day, you gonna tell me they just noticed him now? Nuh uh. Why they picking him up now?"
"They're bored now."
"Yup."
I overheard one cop tell him he should go lie in the grass if he wants to hang out somewhere. Telling an old man to go lie in the grass, what a fine public servant. Not like there was a line of us trying to sit down. Nobody wanted his spot.
Nobody wanted it after he left, either, smelled like pee. He could've stayed there all fucking night.