« Apology Tour | Main | Today »

May 31, 2011



I call Hero. And even if it WAS a scam, by acting in good faith you have officially repaid the karmic debt incurred at the Port Authority a decade ago. My favorite one of these ever happened in the East Village, hubby had a gig and was carrying his bass, we had just gotten out of the car (good spot on 10th St!), and a stereotypical homeless-addict dude came up and said "Are you from out of Town?" and we said "No, we're from here, and one of used to live right in this building." Without missing a beat he said "Oh. OK. Well, I'M from outta town, can you help me out---?" Hubby, ever appreciative of fast on one's feet thinking interrupted him and said "That's great. Good try. Here's 5 bucks." Dude said "Yeah I'm not from outta town either, thanks man." And off he went to score...

The comments to this entry are closed.

My Photo
Blog powered by Typepad
Member since 11/2004

The Cast

  • Wife
    Formerly GF. Self-explanatory, I think.
  • S & B
    Our former next-door neighbors. Their given names begin with neither S nor B, although the names that everyone calls them do begin with S and B. Go figure.
  • Wee One
    Wife's daughter, who is almost eighteen years old. An artist and aspiring actress who spends an inordinate amount of time getting physical therapy. She'll be starting college in the fall. We'll be in debtor's prison by the spring.
  • Daughter
    My 25-year-old daughter, a college graduate from SUNY New Paltz and working in the world of theater, making props. Currently her work can be seen on the campus of the University of North Carolina in Durham, with the Playmakers.

Places to Go

Powered by FeedBurner

Become a Fan