"Ladies and gentlemen, we are being held here for a moment while an individual is being removed from the train... we should be moving shortly" the conductors voice echoed out into the train cars.
Being the New Yorkers that we all are, little more was done then to groan and shrug and remain seated and wait.
"Probably a god damn drunk" said a voice to my left.
I didn't even look up, I was too engrossed in a game of brickbreaker on my smart phone. That's how New York I am. The train I'm on is being held between stations at two in the morning due to and individual being removed from the train and I can't be bothered to look up from my cell phone game.
"I don't know, maybe someone got sick..." muses a voice across from me.
A man walked into our train car, striding quickly, a walkie talkie attached to his waist, blaring "ATTENTION, ATTENTION, WE HAVE THE INDIVIDUAL REMOVED AND ON THE TRAIN PLATFORM, THE TRAIN IS CLEARED TO MOVE INTO THE STATION!"
"Ladies and gentleman, we should be moving in the next few moments" said the conductor.
And then we moved.
The whole incident took two minutes.
I love New York.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Beethoven
My childhood dog, Beethoven, was put to sleep today. He came into the family's life when Natalie and I were nine and when Arlo was five. He was sweet, curious, protective and fearless. A golden cockapoo with a penchant for mischief.
I remember the day we went to the local pet store to pick him out. He was in a cage with two other puppies, his sisters, the saleslady told us. He was a little golden fur ball tucked in between a little white fur ball and a little black fur ball. We each held all of the pups one by one. My dad carefully observing each interaction, "That one shivers too much" he said, motioning to the white fur ball. "That one is too excitable" he said, nodding his head towards the black fur ball. "I like the golden one, because he's the calmest" he declared, and then the little golden fur ball came home with us that day.
Arlo was only five and he was intent on naming the new puppy Beethoven because he had just finished watching the series of Beethoven movies and was obsessed with the big dog he saw in the movies.
"You can't name him that" I protested, "He won't even get that big!"
But the name stuck and he instantly sniffed, chewed up, barked at, peed on, scratched, dug up, and destroyed everything in sight, but he was so adorable that he could have gotten away with murder and we would have all said "aaaawwww, but he's just soooooo cute!"
Over time, he learned some manners, like how to pee and poop outside and not to chew up shoes.
16 years of incredible, unconditional love and friendship. I'll miss you Bey, be careful out there.
I remember the day we went to the local pet store to pick him out. He was in a cage with two other puppies, his sisters, the saleslady told us. He was a little golden fur ball tucked in between a little white fur ball and a little black fur ball. We each held all of the pups one by one. My dad carefully observing each interaction, "That one shivers too much" he said, motioning to the white fur ball. "That one is too excitable" he said, nodding his head towards the black fur ball. "I like the golden one, because he's the calmest" he declared, and then the little golden fur ball came home with us that day.
Arlo was only five and he was intent on naming the new puppy Beethoven because he had just finished watching the series of Beethoven movies and was obsessed with the big dog he saw in the movies.
"You can't name him that" I protested, "He won't even get that big!"
But the name stuck and he instantly sniffed, chewed up, barked at, peed on, scratched, dug up, and destroyed everything in sight, but he was so adorable that he could have gotten away with murder and we would have all said "aaaawwww, but he's just soooooo cute!"
Over time, he learned some manners, like how to pee and poop outside and not to chew up shoes.
16 years of incredible, unconditional love and friendship. I'll miss you Bey, be careful out there.
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| Beethoven July 14, 1994 - July 28, 2010 |
on not sleeping
sleep eludes me
I really should stick to a schedule so as not to succumb to insomnia, but i hate schedules.
well, i don't really hate them, i just don't like sticking to things.
that's not true either.
maybe the truest thing is not to write any blog entries when one is sleep deprived.
why is he so good looking and alluring that i can't stop thinking of him?
that's the question i want the answer to.
but most of the time, i don't have the answer. i want the answer, but I don't have it.
big things are happening, in motion, and powerfully impacting my life positively right now.
i'm excited.
perhaps now is the time to start seriously auditioning.
goodnight, moon.
I really should stick to a schedule so as not to succumb to insomnia, but i hate schedules.
well, i don't really hate them, i just don't like sticking to things.
that's not true either.
maybe the truest thing is not to write any blog entries when one is sleep deprived.
why is he so good looking and alluring that i can't stop thinking of him?
that's the question i want the answer to.
but most of the time, i don't have the answer. i want the answer, but I don't have it.
big things are happening, in motion, and powerfully impacting my life positively right now.
i'm excited.
perhaps now is the time to start seriously auditioning.
goodnight, moon.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
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Mark said...
Yo Mela - I know where that guy is! He's been emailing you. LOL Actually, I just want to re-connect as a friend, but I love you for you, always have. Email or call me and let's catch up. - Marknot funny
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| show details Jul 17 (4 days ago) |
You should let me write your jokes for you.
You remember how hilarious I can be, right?
I wrote this great sketch the other day about Sarah palin and the BP oil spill. Classic.
Call me.
- Mark
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| show details 11:25 PM (17 minutes ago) |
no
vaguely
that's nice
not on your life
vaguely
that's nice
not on your life
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| show details 11:27 PM (15 minutes ago) |
Sigh.
Why, again, are YOU angry at ME?
You, my dear, are missing an excellent karmic opportunity here.
PS - I'm rich as fuck these days. :D
So stop being a jerk and let me buy you tea, or whatever it is you drink these days.
- Mark
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| show details 11:29 PM (13 minutes ago) |
not angry
i'm really not missing out on anything as far as you are concerned
you're not rich, you're an excellent liar/storyteller
i like being a jerk
i'm really not missing out on anything as far as you are concerned
you're not rich, you're an excellent liar/storyteller
i like being a jerk
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The reason I'm contacting you is because I never Thanked you for all you did for me, for being y friend. I was really, really messed up when you knew me, on many levels, but these last couple years I've really, well, let's just say I rock now.
You and I had a long history together and it's sad you won't acknowledge it. We were really best friends for a long time. And I am sorry the way things ended but, really, I tried my best, even then. Anyway, water under the bridge.
I owe a lot to you, on some level, and just wanted to Thank You and catch up. Sounds like you're doing some wonderful things with your life, as I always knew you would.
I'm a real entrepeneur these days, check out that link. I built everything you see there and am making bank like never before, which has been weird to me, to have 'cash flow' again. LOL
Anyway, thanks again and if you're not angry then you should let me entertain you, for old time's sake, over drinks.
After everything that happened with us it's amazing I'm even reaching out. Wish you could see that.
-Mark
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| show details 11:36 PM (6 minutes ago) |
not interested
bye
bye
| show details 11:42 PM (1 minute ago) |
Okay kindred spirit. Contact me when you've realized your folly.
I am awesome for giving you this second chance. Karma will convince you, someday.
PS - Being an angry, bitter jerk should serve you well, being a comic. Every standup on Earth is a mean-spirited douschebag who hates life. Perfect! LOL
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Attraction
I have a strong personality.
I'm attracted to men with strong personalities.
Will it ever work out?
Every day that passes is a day I'm getting closer to dying alone with a bunch of cats...
Or is it a day closer to finding the guy who loves me for me, the guy who isn't afraid to speak his mind and stand his ground? The guy who likes to cook just as much as he likes to go swimming naked on a whim? The guy who plans dates and all I have to do is show up and look pretty? The guy who isn't intimidated by all I have got going on? The guy who has a strong sense of self and what he wants in his life? A guy to whom honesty, integrity and passion are three fundamental principles he could never live without?
Where is that guy?
I'm attracted to men with strong personalities.
Will it ever work out?
Every day that passes is a day I'm getting closer to dying alone with a bunch of cats...
Or is it a day closer to finding the guy who loves me for me, the guy who isn't afraid to speak his mind and stand his ground? The guy who likes to cook just as much as he likes to go swimming naked on a whim? The guy who plans dates and all I have to do is show up and look pretty? The guy who isn't intimidated by all I have got going on? The guy who has a strong sense of self and what he wants in his life? A guy to whom honesty, integrity and passion are three fundamental principles he could never live without?
Where is that guy?
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Deja Vu
Single.
The whole whirlwind feels strangely familiar. Oh yeah, I'm repeating myself expecting different results.
The definition of insanity...
The whole whirlwind feels strangely familiar. Oh yeah, I'm repeating myself expecting different results.
The definition of insanity...
Thursday, July 1, 2010
and then my grandfather turned 92
"Hi Konka, it's Méla, I'm calling to wish you a happy birthday!!"
"Oh, that's nice, thank you, bye bye now"
random receiver noises.
click.
"Oh, that's nice, thank you, bye bye now"
random receiver noises.
click.
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