changing lanes
beyondbuffalo is going on the road. Not only will i be traveling beyond that little town known as Buffalo, but I’ll be leaving my current digs in the “so so” city of Chicago and traveling to NY!
Ok, this sounds like I’m going to glamorous New York City, but truth be told, I’ll be in Woodbury, NY halfway down Long Isand way. OH, I’ll be in NYC, but only for a few hours. I’ll be arriving in beautiful Islip, NY, sharing a taxi to Woodbury with my manager and inside sales girl. After we check into the hotel, my ass will be back in a taxi headed to the Long Island railroad stop to jump onto a train to Penn Station.
I’ll be meeting my friend “married well” and his partner “Shoe VP” for dinner in Manhattan. We’ll grab a few drinks, where I’ll suck in the atmosphere of the big apple as quickly as possible and drag myself back to the train for the long commute home.
I’ll spend the entire evening pretending I’m a bridge and tunnel person that the residents of the island hold with such disdain. I’ll ride back to the Syosset stop pretending I’d just put in a long day at the office on West 43rd (made up address) and that I’m rushing home, beat, weary, and wanting nothing but sleep, to my family, wife, two kids, Bif and little Betty with the bluest eyes ya ever saw.
I’ll slink back to my hotel, pull back the covers and dream that indeed, I am a New Yorker.
It’ll all be a dream, but it’ll be mine and nobody can ever take that from me.
I’ll write the reality upon conclusion of the actual evening.
Ta ta
well this is a good start
i, um, overslept this morning. I had every intention of rising from my bed, throwing off the blankets and rolling out into the sunlight of the day fresh and well rested to begin my new journey towards self discovery.
What happened instead was a little like this:
6:12am awoken by repetitive pounding and hammering 2 buildings down.
6:13am covered head with pillow and cursed
6:20am got up to pee
6:22am ran back to bed and got into the warm spot. threw covers over head.
6:25am loud pounding again
6:26am vocalized my displeasure in direction of window
6:30am alarm goes off - sprint commercial on the radio
6:30:10am: slam fist down on snooze button
6:34am nudge Stella out of center of bed back to her side
6:39am alarm repeats itself
6:39:05: slam fist down on snooze button
6:40am further pounding from building 2 doors down
6:40:10am scream at top of lungs “Stop that damn pounding”
6:41am pillow firmly pulled over head
6:48am alarm tries again to rouse me from my warm wonderful bed
6:48:02am slam fist down on alarm OFF button
6:50am pounding, pounding, pounding
6:51am decide to ignore pounding and pretend its music
7:48am sit up straight in bed cursing “oh shit! Oh Shit” I’m gonna be late for work.
7:49am cover head with pillow and whisper “fuck it”
8:15am stumble to the kitchen for a Diet Coke to get my day started.
so much for riding forth on my new journey towards enlightenment.