June 7th, 2007

dd2guy

in new york, no one can hear you squee

Why am I unsurprised to be in Edison again? One life ends, and another begins--but always I return to New Jersey. Back to primordial clay, to be shaped anew by the divine hand.

I'm waxing poetic already. That's a bad sign.

Anyway. Job's confirmed. Still looking for a place to live--staying at my friend Chris's place in the interim. Can't afford a place in lower Manhattan, where the job is, so I'm looking at mostly places in Brooklyn; maybe Jersey City or Hoboken. Took the train to NYC yesterday to get a feel for things, and to get lost on the subway so I won't get lost when it counts.

Total days spent in New York: 1
Number of Obies met: 1 (some freshman girl, passing out flyers for a special interest group)
Number of awestruck sign-wielding evangelists in front of the former World Trade Center: 1
Cost of a hot dog with everything on it, and a can of Yoo-hoo: $3.00
Cost of two slices of fine New York pizza in Manhattan: $3.50
Cost of two slices of shitty Downtown Pizza in Oberlin: $5.00
Cost of two slices of even shittier pizza in San Francisco: $7.00
Number of billboards for satellite Indian TV at train station: 6
Number of cute hipster girls: 1,000,000
Number of people who talk just like Chris Rock, except not funny: 4
Number of fat naked men: 0
Number of creepy SEEKING ROOMMATE FEMALE ONLY listings on craigslist NY: ~0
Number of creepy SEEKING ROOMMATE FEMALE ONLY listings on craigslist SF: ArrayIndexOutOfBoundsException
Number of graffiti tags remembered/expected: 35,230
Number of graffiti tags seen: < 7 (Giuliani did his job!)
Number of pot-smoking hipsters in New York: see below
Number of pot-smoking hipsters in San Francisco: see above
Number of extremely awkward maybe-panhandling-maybe-actually-lost-her-train-ticket people my age: 1 ("This is the most embarrassing thing ever...Could you leave an address so I could, like, mail the money back to you?")


So far, so good.

I'd been to the WTC site once or twice since September 11, and it still shocks and alarms me every time I realize it isn't there. It's not particularly noticeable to someone who had never been there before 2001--just a clearing in a thick wood of skyscrapers--but to me it's a hole in the sky, a noticeable, palpable, heartbreaking absence.

The creature in the sky
Got sucked in a hole
Now there's a hole in the sky
And the ground's not cold
And if the ground's not cold
Everything is gonna burn
We'll all take turns
I'll get mine, too

This monkey's goooone to heaven
This monkey's goooone to heaven
This monkey's goooone to heaven
This monkey's goooone to heaven
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