Hello all. Hope you had a great weekend. I’m on a real roll with crappy weekends over here, so I’m hoping to break that next weekend, but there’s a whole five days of hellish work before I can even give that a try.
Let me talk for one second about parades. What the F? Who the F goes to parades in this day and age. I can see where a parade was once an exciting thing…but now? In 2008?! What the F is the draw?
Perhaps you can tell I had a nasty run-in with a parade on Sunday.
On my way to writing group I grabbed a cab since I was running late and in what should have been a simple 10 minute (and eight dollar) cab ride across town, everything was shut down because there was a stupid f’ing parade starting and all of 5th Avenue was closed from the mid-50’s all the way to the upper 80’s. For those of you not familiar with New York, I live on the Upper East Side and Central park is in my ‘hood. There are only a few streets that cross the park, in the 60’s, 80’s, and 90’s. Because of where I live, I usually cross over at 86th Street, but since everything was closed, my cabbie ended up having to take me down to 45th Street and then up and around the park, costing me more than 20 bucks and making me almost 40 minutes late for my meeting.
All because some stupid morons wanted to walk around in the hot sun in a line and other morons wanted to stand in the hot sun and watch those morons walk around in a line. It made me hate everything. Sunshine, People, Love, and Happiness. What a way to end the weekend. I guess one man’s happiness parade is my personal hell.
Sidenote: I have no issue with whatever the parades might be about (in this case I think it was an Israeli Parade) but it could be a parade for Atheist Feminisit Comic Book Enthusiast Women Writer’s of America and I still would hate the people particpating with the heat of a thousand suns.
