New York

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16th October 2005

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so i ate in the back of the checker cab and listened to him speak indian to his woman and we had manhattan to the right and the bridges to the left and traffic everyhwheres cuz there was a car fire and i was all shit man i am living the life and i drank my cola and he said why are you here and i said porn convention can you turn on the angels game? and it was so warm that i rolled down the window even though it was 9pm in the middle of rocktopber.

So maybe tomorrow I will meet this guy and get heavy into social software diseases and the epidemiology thereof. Jeneane says anyone in New York oughta meet him.

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1 On October 16th, 2024, Winston said:
so man i went and you know like i saw and dere wuz sum weerd chit dere.

If you do manage to meet this dude, Frank, we’ll be very interested to get a report. Be careful man, it’s a cruel strange world out there.
2 On October 17th, 2024, Frank Paynter said:
Winston? No fears man. These are good people finding their way through the interstitial vagaries of web-biz… good hearts, I’m sure. In fact, as I crafted this little comment a young journalist from kansas City called and said that he had just clicked through to Tony’s blog and found him to be crazy, which is a good thing. He, the journalist, said it was v. good writing, spelling errors and all. Tony said he got his training at Santa Barbara where sometimes the prof would require that they write a poem about cows in two minutes, or the worst poem they could write in five minutes or like that. He challenged me to try it on Sandhill, but god knows there are enough cow poems in the world, and I learned on the subway that if Hep C was doing to my face what it’s doing to my liver I’d get it looked after. And on the Staten Island Ferry the NY Dept. of Public Health was handing out nicotine patches which is the noughties equivalent of the sixties fixation with Demerol I think, and since I just got back from Delancey Street - or Broome, which is close enough - there is a strange poignancy for me in that observation.