Well, we are going nowhere–don’t even have to move the car to the other side of the street! My daughter (14, Brooklyn Tech freshman) just went downstairs to entertain the cats she’s feeding with her presence while she does some homework and watches cable TV which the tenants downstairs have and we don’t.
I am back. Got my cousin’s 2 year old a gift. He is the only person in my family who gets a gift. His name is Christian. I am afraid he my grow up to think Christmas is about him.
Never a dull moment in the hood, Denton. BSM the church with the $100 Christmas eve service was ELIM, corner Putnam and Classon. At the funeral (for a 20-year-old shot while committing a robbery; he was related to one of the friends I went with) they gave me many chances to be born again, or I guess born since I’m Jewish and didn’t really get born the first time.
I was driving down 4th Ave w Mrs D, around 25th Street, cuz (a) I take my car to this handwash carwash place in the thirties and (b) then I needed gas and (c) Mrs. D still hasn’t found _exactly_ the masa harina she likes for empanadas, so we were gonna check out some Hispanic markets, when…
in my side mirror I see this guy running down the sidewalk like he’d been shot, then falling, then getting up, running again, and falling again, this time right next to my car, which I had pulled over to see what was up.
He’s now collapsed and looks like he’s having a seizure. So I call the cops and they get an ambulance guy on the phone who tells me to get him on his side so he doesn’t choke. So I do that, and now he starts bleeding from the mouth as well.
Meanwhile one of the local crackheads comes over to check him out and seems to know him but a cop car pulls up and she splits.
One of the cops bends down and tells the other cop he’s drunk, which was my first thought but he had a lot of seizure-like symptoms. Which I tell the cop but he says alcohol can do that. So what do I know? (This guy on the ground was a young Irish-looking white kid. )
Finally the ambulance shows up and they get him on the gurney. Since the consensus now is that he’s drunk not sick no one seems in any hurry. I tell Mrs. D the ambulance is having an emergency room bidding war.
I did not have cable TV for the longest time. I got a roomate and she wanted cable, so now I have it. She pays for it.
Well, we are going nowhere–don’t even have to move the car to the other side of the street! My daughter (14, Brooklyn Tech freshman) just went downstairs to entertain the cats she’s feeding with her presence while she does some homework and watches cable TV which the tenants downstairs have and we don’t.
If you call the Bronx, out of town, yes!!
Are you going out of town, BSM?
I am back. Got my cousin’s 2 year old a gift. He is the only person in my family who gets a gift. His name is Christian. I am afraid he my grow up to think Christmas is about him.
I hope some losers stick around or come back to entertain me today.
Never a dull moment in the hood, Denton. BSM the church with the $100 Christmas eve service was ELIM, corner Putnam and Classon. At the funeral (for a 20-year-old shot while committing a robbery; he was related to one of the friends I went with) they gave me many chances to be born again, or I guess born since I’m Jewish and didn’t really get born the first time.
Figures. They also had fights all the time with the people who lived on the block about parking them in.
I certainly had a Dickensian morning…
I was driving down 4th Ave w Mrs D, around 25th Street, cuz (a) I take my car to this handwash carwash place in the thirties and (b) then I needed gas and (c) Mrs. D still hasn’t found _exactly_ the masa harina she likes for empanadas, so we were gonna check out some Hispanic markets, when…
in my side mirror I see this guy running down the sidewalk like he’d been shot, then falling, then getting up, running again, and falling again, this time right next to my car, which I had pulled over to see what was up.
He’s now collapsed and looks like he’s having a seizure. So I call the cops and they get an ambulance guy on the phone who tells me to get him on his side so he doesn’t choke. So I do that, and now he starts bleeding from the mouth as well.
Meanwhile one of the local crackheads comes over to check him out and seems to know him but a cop car pulls up and she splits.
One of the cops bends down and tells the other cop he’s drunk, which was my first thought but he had a lot of seizure-like symptoms. Which I tell the cop but he says alcohol can do that. So what do I know? (This guy on the ground was a young Irish-looking white kid. )
Finally the ambulance shows up and they get him on the gurney. Since the consensus now is that he’s drunk not sick no one seems in any hurry. I tell Mrs. D the ambulance is having an emergency room bidding war.
Merry Christmas from the hood, y’all.