drat fink

glasses half empty

first time i ever left the house with my glasses in a soft case in the pocket of my fleece jacket and i managed to lose them. i will never leave the house without my bag again. the one thing keeping me from extra strength self recrimination is that a new prescription was long overdue and the frames were bent enough so that new ones were pretty much a necessity. so this will hasten that process but im still not happy about it because i really didnt need to bring them out at all as i never wore them and i debated this prior to doing so. this is where is curse myself out. where was my helpful new yorker when i needed them?

free for all

no joke

i was so close to doing things right for a change and now it all looks like a titanic fuck up. it is making me sick.

im glad, im glad, im glad

of all things i find the glad ads on nyc sanitation vehicles one of the most visually offensive intrusions of advertising. imagine that with a large neon yellow inducement to a oneness with your refuse. its a perfect synergy between product and vehicle, and one would hope a good source of revenue for the city. but it still bothers me. im not sure if its a consequence of sentiment or aesthetic.