So I drove into the city for work today - am supposed to go see Cowboy Mouth on the rocksoff boat - odds are I won't be going - have had tix for a couple of months, but, part of me isn't in the mood
Phooka nearly was killed by a crazy 90 year old in a yamikuh driving a beat up old boat of car on 10th ave… had a few choice words for him as I veered away…
After lunch, walking back from the office with the girls - on 37th between 7th and broadway - my arm was grabbed by a blind Japanese man… he asked me to walk him a few blocks. What could I do? Push him away and scream? No. so I did. I told him I'd walk him to wherever he was going on 34th between 7th and 8th - but he said he didn't want to make me late for work and get fired, so he was adamant about me letting him "free" at 35th and 7th --- so I made sure he had someone else leading him…
I am a magnet for things like that, aren't i?
