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Symphony in three movements

July 15, 2015

I. Scenes from my morning commute

* In the park, a middle-aged woman wearing a circle skirt and walking a beagle. She looks over to see if anyone is watching, thinks not, and spins, her skirt standing out nearly straight.

* On the subway, a man in a fencing jacket

* On 35th Street, a belly-up cockroach the size of a Buick*. And another one. And another one. And then one that was flattened.

*(if a Buick were about 3 inches long)

II. Grand Central Station

Things that happened while I was seated in the middle of a long table for a work-related social event.

* A discussion about footnotes that ended with someone showing someone else her dissertation on her cell phone (no, it wasn’t me)

* Two simultaneous conversations about humor. On my left, a discussion of how unintentionally funny Theodor Adorno’s writing about jazz is. On my right, a recitation (accompanied by hand gestures) of several jokes previous told by grandmothers in Yiddish. This particular counterpoint says more about the Toy Factory than just about anything.

* A glass of champagne mysteriously appeared in the middle of the table and just as mysteriously vanished a few minutes later.

III. Scenes from my evening commute

* On 38th Street, The Cinderella Building

* On the subway, a man reading an article about My Little Ponies

* Outside the shuttered corner store, two men smoking cigars, smoke curling around their faces

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3 Comments leave one →
  1. magpiemusing permalink
    July 16, 2015 7:09 am

    ah yes. Life in NY. 🙂

  2. freshhell permalink
    July 16, 2015 1:24 pm

    ^I was thinking the same thing!

  3. July 19, 2015 9:32 am

    spin like no one is watching…

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