My time in New York

My life lately has been a series of odd situations.  I'll break em down one by one.

So i saw something that i thought only happened in the movies.  I was standing outside of the saloon that I had just performed at with Unicorn Smack, when this the bartender comes out suddenly and starts shouting at this guy who is walking away from us.  She then starts walking after him, and then she says he took her purse.  Oh!  A couple people start to take off after him, and he starts running.  I continue standing there.  I'm thinking that it's just stuff and that it isn't worth something bad happening over.  Plus i have my backpack with all of my stuff at my feet.  So I just stand there with this other patron.  After a bit we realize that no one is coming back so we start walking to see if they are around the block.  After rounding the second turn, we see a 3 cop cars and a bunch of people.  THE GUY WAS IN HANDCUFFS AND BEING QUESTIONED BY NYPD!  Holy crap!  They actually caught the pursesnatcher!  I figured that purse was done and gone, but nope!  Oh, and this performance's theme was Jersey Girl.  I had a lot of fun.

Another time, I was riding the subway, and this woman next to me asks me where I'm getting off and then tells me she would like to buy me a drink.  And then the fun starts.  I'm to await the arrival of a friend at a coffee shop that is in one direction.  She wants to go to a bar that is just a block in another direction.  At a different point in my life, I would be in conflict, this time, nay.  Maybe it was easier because I didn't feel particularly attracted to her.  I tell her that I can only accept said drink if it is as this coffee shop, she tries to get me to go to bar saying it's so close.  I tell her i will have to politely decline then.  She ends up agreeing to the shop.  *grins* I'm proud of myself for sticking to my integrity of meeting my friend at the coffee shop instead of just close to the coffee shop.  More fun begins when I ask her if she wants to cowrite a poem with me.  She says she doesn't. I write the first line, then pass the napkin and pen and tell her, i don't ask her, to write the next line.  She complies.  I feel guilty for not making it a request that she can say yes or no to.  I feel bad seeing that she is doing it, and i notice how powerful commands can be.  And I'm happy seeing that she is doing it.  From what i could get out of her, she has no artistic expression.  We do this for 2 sets of lines, then she says it's finished an folds the napkin closed.  I am not satisfied and will not allow her to decide when it is finished.  I take the napkin back from her and continue writing and now you have the following.

One day at the bar

YOU AND ME  (her line)

got dressed up in clothes as black as tar

AND THEN WE DANCE  (her line, yes all caps)

and there was just a touch of romance

until he awkwardly took off his pants

Everyone stopped and looked, then they started the chants,

"Dance, prance, take a chance,

It's ok, you're safe here.

Here, have a beer.

with us, your family is near."

Suddenly, it was clear

there was nothing to fear.

when he is brave, the other brave ones will cheer.

Update:

Finishing the rest of this post here in Brea at the farm.  I've been learning sweet skills, like how to set up a network so that computers can talk to one another and terminating ethernet cables.  I'm still learning everyday and learning about myself along the way.

I lost some of the dread around doing software consulting again.  I called on a job, but it was already filled.  Visiting NY and buying gas and breakfast burritos, and little bits of groceries, I realize that I'm still spending money regularly.  Phone bill, car insurance, gas.  Focusing all of my time on this unpaid internship won't be sustainable for me.  So tomorrow I'm taking the day off to work on two bodywork clients and then i'll go and start helping to set up for this weekend's Kinky Salon in LA.  What was funny was that after I got a volunteer position, I realized I didn't have anyone to go with me as my PAL.  So i'll awkwardly see how this all works out. (:

Hope you're all well.  Write back with some love!