Pixelfish @ 208: I can only imagine, with those hills! I'm in New York, and I've had some truly dangerous cab drivers, even with my limited experience in taxis. I dunno--maybe I was thinking, "Well, they drive all day long. They must know what they're doing." Pffft. Like I said, it was an absurd lapse in common sense, but apparently it's a common lapse, since my doctor feels she needs to ask about it specifically.
My doctor goes through a standard list of risk-assessment questions with me every year when I visit for a check-up, and on that list, along with "Do you smoke?" and so forth, is the question, "Do you wear a seatbelt?" followed by "Even in taxis?"
The first time I went to this doctor, I was blazing through her risk list, feeling smug about giving all the right answers, until we hit this latter question.
"Uh . . ."
I don't take taxis very often (hell, I'm not in a car at all more than once a month), but until that day, whenever I had been in a cab, for some reason I'd felt that my usual seatbelt habit didn't apply. And my doctor was familiar enough with this absurd suspension of common sense that she had added it to the list of questions she poses to every patient.
Since that day, I've always buckled up, especially in taxis. So that I can chirp, "Yes!" when my doctor asks that question again at my next visit.
Needs more dragons.
Has also been done here.
Needs more dragons.
Has also been done here.
No, Teresa--the title of the post is harmless, as it does not contain the words "scarce gonads."
(On the Internet, nobody knows that you're a twelve-year-old boy.)
Oh, Teresa! Please don't write things like "it's an anagram of SCARCE GONADS, CHARLATAN." You made me pound on my laptop. I could have broken it, and then I wouldn't have been able to read the rest of the post until tomorrow, at work.
Okay, I guess you can write them, but maybe warn us, so we can take appropriate safety measures.
Others have said this, but no, $7k/month in rent is nowhere near the high end in Manhattan these days. A couple of years ago, a relative of mine was paying about $4k, and that was probably for a one-bedroom apartment (I only saw the outside of the building; never went in). It was in a high-rise with concierge service and maybe a gym, though--not to mention closets and a view. So for almost twice that, you might be able to get two bedrooms.
My relative has since retrenched and is now in a less swank high-rise, still with a gym and a view, that probably costs only $3.5k/month.
So, . . . do we think the cocaine expenses are entered in the ledger under "eating out" or "cash"?
Mez, some friends and I met at Eight Mile Creek's downstairs bar early on the evening of 6/26, the day Australia played Italy, expecting to find at least some residual mayhem. We were the only customers, however, and there was no sign that anyone had been there earlier. I guess all the postgame action was at the Italian bars, which are a couple of blocks south.
Recommended: "British Football Chants" by Pete May, from Verbatim XXV:1. You can download the whole issue as a PDF from http://www.verbatimmag.com/25_1.pdf. The article is also reprinted in the book Verbatim, edited by Erin McKean (New York: Harcourt, 2001).
I've never heard any of these songs, being the sort of girl who doesn't care about soccer only slightly more than she doesn't care about any typical U.S. sport, but the article still had me on the floor laughing.
No. Kill the mobile phone users. I got stuck in a crowded elevator the other day with a young woman who was selling real estate, loudly, via her phone.
She wasn't the one who was practically shouting into the phone, "How much was it? How much was it?" then got disconnected because, duh, she was in an elevator, and then called! back! to say, "Sorry, I got disconnected. How much was it?" was she? Maybe they don't have offices, so they just ride elevators all day.
As for the auditioning of buskers, yes, it applies to those who play in prominent spots in the busiest stations, but I can't believe the MTA actually approved that guy who's always playing drums on the platform at Union Square. Gaaah! I'd be happy to take a dozen dueling poets in exchange.
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