Archive for March, 2014


Then there was

On the subway, a lady with ash blond hair with dark roots wearing a headband with gold roses on it. She looked like she could have been the high priestess of some obscure religion. Or just making a fashion statement, like, “I’ll wear roses in my hair if I want too. Nobody can stop me.” Then she got off off at 77th St. I must find out if any out of the box religions have a temple or something there.

It’s very possible I was drunk when I made the above observations. At least that’s what I wrote on the page after that.

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As I was sitting at one of my local bars enjoying my mac-n-cheese, 2 men came in and stood next to me at the end of bar and ordered drinks. The bartender serves them, takes their money. The owner/manager comes up to the bar, sees them and turns to them, “I told you not to come here. You’re not welcome you have to leave.” At first I thought he was kidding, apparently not since they left.

Wondering why, I looked down at the all white bar and tried to remember if I had ever seen anyone there that wasn’t white. Of course, the logical side of my brain tells me that if racism was the reason, the men would have filed a lawsuit, but then again, maybe not. It just made me wonder.