January 2011
a painted plea
To whom it may concern in the theater department,
This was my second time cutting a finger open on stage props. Last time was that death trap you refer to as a shelf…you know, that blue wooden rectangle (with the nails sticking out) that is falling to pieces. Today one of those “black box” props with a side completely falling off, and sharp nail-like wooden bits attacked my...
Dear MTA,
Talia here, I’ve been a daily MTA user for the past 7 years. Now I am not one to complain normally…
I’ve put up with a great deal these past. I mean, I took the L to 6th Avenue for years where the stalactites grew to the length of my palm, the tile are stained with what I HOPE is mud…and the rats frolic like the deer and the antelopes in the Wild West.
I’ve walked the connecting tunnel to the...
Thursday Evening
A Fed-ex truck and a UPS truck drove up my block, struggled to find parking in the almost month-old snow mounds. They managed to park about half-way down the the block: the UPS truck across the street from my window at a fire hydrant, and a good 10 feet behind him, half-double-parked and slightly inclined on a snow mound, stopped the Fed-ex truck.
Their drivers currently appear to be racing each...