Surprisingly this was one of the most productive months for the bike. For the 19 days I went in to work in November, I rode 17 times. That's well over 100 miles and about $70 saved.
Yesterday was nice and warm -- that could've been because I was wearing my SI sweatshirt or just the weather. First day back since last Weds, and I noticed that there are a lot more people in the street/sidewalk having angry phone conversations. I guess the holidays tend to bring that out in people. In the morning I listened to the first few tracks off Chinese Democracy and the NIB version of "The Wizard" and a Rollins Band b-side, "Also Ran," which is better than most tracks off the under-appreciated Come In and Burn.
Today's weather was pretty much the same, though the sky is quite gray. I listened to songs by Gaza Strippers, Foo Fighters and Jamiroquai. The trip today was a little tougher because I had to book it over to Rockville Centre, which I accomplished in less than the 11 minutes I had from the time I got to the Oside station.
I am waiting on phone calls from folks who are stringing me along, it seems. It's just disrespectful to not return a phone call or honor a commitment without explanation. I am also trying not to let certain people at work get in my head but sometimes knowing I have to deal with rudeness and lack of character irks me in the morning. I feel as though I'm in a weird spot because there are some people who are about 25 - 35 years older than me who couldn't dole out some gratitude if it meant their lives, and then there are some people maybe 4 years younger who, also, are short on thanks and people skills. I wonder if the latter is because of the selfishness that technology has sold us. They try to make you seem like an individual if you have some device that is programmed "for you and you only," but it just keeps you tuned out from the world and plugged in to yourself, which isn't always a good thing. Some people have lost whatever manners they had. If I work with someone in the same building (or the same floor), I will always introduce myself and sincerely offer my help and services. Most people are receptive, and some just look at me like I'm a door-to-door salesman. Yet they text all day and want to be my facebook friend. You won't talk to me in person but I have to look at you when I sign on at home? Hell no. I think about how I will raise my children with regard to this dilemma and I will do my best to keep them from acting like selfish, self-involved little buggers. Oh, and you can take "shyness" and shove it. No such thing anymore. You're an adult, you don't get to be shy.
The Gaza Strippers cover Costello's "Lipstick Vogue" and it is fantastic.
I will have to bring the bike in today.
NITE TIME
Streets were wet but manageable and to be perfectly honest, the weather is warm. I know it's all humidity but it's all good. Still no phone calls from the people who should be returning them and it's just agitating. It's pitch black tonite but I'm setting a good pace and I only had to stop twice, once at the Church Street crossing and once at 14th Street.
I'm too fast for you I am too strong I am too much too much all the time. I am shedding my old skin and you will never catch me. I am too tough to die right now.
Thank you for reading.
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