A bit at loose ends

[chanaleh]

There's an ice cream truck that sporadically takes up residence down the block in the late afternoon. Mercifully, its beepy little tunes actually comprise quite a nice repertoire, ranging from "Für Elise" and "Greensleeves" to "Moon River" to "Morning Has Broken" and "The Sound of Silence"...

But last time I absoutely swear heard it playing "Dona

Comments

[lillibet]

I'm sorry that you're bored & lonely, at least a little bit. Maybe that's something this experience has to teach you--how to fill your life with yourself, at least when that's convenient. I made this a big piece of my move to California fifteen years ago and I think it changed me in ways that still reverberate through my life.

And I'm sorry that the BHT did not recognize your obvious talent and worth. I'm glad you're willing to give them the benefit of your considerable backstage talents, but I share your indignation.

I wonder what it takes to get a busking permit in NYC. I'm having visions of you singing a capella Jewish numbers in pertinent places. Probably more hassle than it's worth, but the vision amused me, so I figured I'd share.

New York is really hard without a sense of purpose. You'll get the hang of it. But right now I know it's tough and you have my sympathy.

[taylweaver]

Part of the reason I'm scared to move any time soon is that it's hard to start out fresh. I've done the not working for two months over summer break thing (yay being a teacher), and no matter how productive I think I'll be... nope. The pile of papers that was on my coffee table at the start of the summer? Most of it's still there.

If you're looking for a productive, free and social way to fill your time while you job search, I wonder whether volunteering somewhere would fit the bill.

[msmidge]

Volunteering is a good idea strategically too...I always meet interesting people who are well-connected that way!

[donnad]

The ice cream truck around here plays La Cucaracha.
Would you buy ice cream from a truck playing The Cockroach!

[chenoameg]

Smiles (my almost-two-year old daughter) looked at this comment and said "Ice Cream!" It took me longer to see it.

[moria923]

I'm sorry about the job and the audition.

Actually, when I was in summer camp as a little girl, the music instructor taught us "Dona Dona Dona", but somehow the words never stuck so I didn't get it at the time. But yes, at least some people recognize it as a camp song.

[scholargipsy]

"But he did not understand the price. Mortals never do. They only see the prize, their heart's desire, their dreams.... But the price of getting what you want is getting what you once wanted."

[chanaleh]

What, vacation time? >:-)

[scholargipsy]

Think bigger.

[scholargipsy]

"On any person who desires such queer prizes, New York will bestow the gift of loneliness and the gift of privacy. It is this largess that accounts for the presence within the city's walls of a considerable section of the population; for the residents of Manhattan are to a large extent strangers who have pulled up stakes somewhere and come to town, seeking sanctuary or fulfillment or some greater or lesser grail. The capacity to make such dubious gifts is a mysterious quality of New York. It can destroy an individual, or it can fulfill him, depending a good deal on luck. No one should come to New York to live unless he is willing to be lucky."