home is where…
I had drinks with my brothers tonight. All three of us live in Manhattan at the moment. This started about a week ago. I’m not sure how long it will last, but it is cool for the meantime. Last weekend, my youngest brother came and met me and a few friends at a bar. I haven’t lived in the same place as him (home) since he was in 5th grade. 5th grade! I can hardly remember what 5th grade was like.
I’m hoping to make the most of this situation, while it lasts.
law of life: new york city transit
It will go without fail, that as long as you desire to be on time or early, new york city transit will collapse and deliver you late. Similarly, if you desire to be someplace on time or fashionably late, new york city transit will inevitably have a train waiting and deliver you with more than enough time to kill – causing you to appear over-eager… middle-aged even.
’tis the season
On the way home tonight, I had to stop to pick up a few greeting cards for various events coming up. I suppose I wasn’t entirely shocked to hear the Christmas music playing in the shop. The holiday season seems to be in full tilt. On TV, the ads are already featuring family scenes involving red bows and copious amounts of snow.
Now, it’s not like this really comes as a surprise. The same things happen at the same time every year, holiday-wise. But you’d think there was a way to ease into it, perhaps?
My mother used to start playing Christmas music in the house and in the car on October 1. Too early, but you couldn’t fault her for having such passion for an entire three month block of the calendar.
At any rate – I gather that the trees will start plopping up on New York City street corners in another week or two. Hard to believe autumn came and went in the course of a day and a half (the leaves are still on the trees here, aren’t they?).
’tis the season.
