2001-04-09

its officially warmtime right now. im in my yellow soccer shirt with the sleeves rolled up to expose my white white shoulders. walking around, kids on bikes. walking is prayer right now. lazers shooting out of my eyes. i am iron man! oh the sun is beating down on my back, warming it up. slicked-back hair attack. the city is pulsing, yeah.

dudes driving by with leaning out their window like their life depended on it, heavy beat greek music pouring out into the cross walk atmosphere. there's no rule that says "Don't rock the box!".

oh i am so happy its spring for real. of course its supposed to rain all week. but for today i don't believe it. i don't believe any of that. just printed some forms in order to get my newyork driver's lisence so i can get a u haul and move some of my grandparent's furniture up here. one step at a time, kemosabe.

and then what happened?

turn the page.

ding! oh by the way i just went to the pennsylvania dep. of motor vehicles web page, and damn,! is it shyte. i could make a better page. who do they got working over there? well i talked to this girl in harrisburg, who was all surprized when i asked if i could download the file, like : oh! you've got "internet access" i forget how 'yokel' the rest of the world can be just kiddin'