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Most of the time I love The City, and I can't imagine living away from its conveniences.
Sometimes (like right now) the presence of other people makes me feel like I'm going insane. The behavior of motorists in particular may cause me to snap. Minivan lady thinks that its okay to run the red light, just this once, to get into line at another red light. I never say anything clever when this happens (all the time, in my neighborhood), but I do say it loudly. This time I simply uttered the name of the Lord, giving him a new middle name with the initial 'F.' Hopefully the experience for minivan lady was at least memorable.
The snow is still everywhere, great whalesized heaps of it obscuring lines of sight, reducing sidewalk use to single file and changing two-lane streets into one and a third land streets (which are still used as though they are two lanes). My humanism and environmentalism are suffering. Either forceably sterilize everyone or dump all this snow--sooty and salty as it is--into the harbor. Or dump all the cars in the harbor, either way.
Now I'm going to go grocery shopping, with my bike trailer. Wish me luck.
Sometimes (like right now) the presence of other people makes me feel like I'm going insane. The behavior of motorists in particular may cause me to snap. Minivan lady thinks that its okay to run the red light, just this once, to get into line at another red light. I never say anything clever when this happens (all the time, in my neighborhood), but I do say it loudly. This time I simply uttered the name of the Lord, giving him a new middle name with the initial 'F.' Hopefully the experience for minivan lady was at least memorable.
The snow is still everywhere, great whalesized heaps of it obscuring lines of sight, reducing sidewalk use to single file and changing two-lane streets into one and a third land streets (which are still used as though they are two lanes). My humanism and environmentalism are suffering. Either forceably sterilize everyone or dump all this snow--sooty and salty as it is--into the harbor. Or dump all the cars in the harbor, either way.
Now I'm going to go grocery shopping, with my bike trailer. Wish me luck.
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They happen here too - it's apocalyptic.
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