Saturday, January 8, 2022

Biking into 2022 down Broadway

 The day is New Year´s Eve. You just get off of work from your day job, and are wondering what kind of nonsense you are going to get yourself into as the night approaches. The bodega is filled with people wearing their typical New Year´s Eve garb (fancy clothes for like, no reason), and the beer section is half empty. Obviously your first pick is going to either the Rolling Rock or the PBR. In fact, you buy both just to calm your mental. 

The clock is ticking, ticking, ticking. It´s 10:30, and you have a beer blanket on. You forget that it´s the COVID era for just, like, a few hours. Then you remember IT is still a thing. Your friends are asking you ¨OMG what are we doing tonight bestie?¨, your GF doesn´t know what to wear, and the IPA that you bought a couple minutes ago is starting to make you feel like you´re having an acid trip. What do you do? What is your next move? How do you react? 

I will leave you with this: At approximately 4:30 AM on January 1, 2022, I had just left the bodega on Broadway getting a deli sandwich (with bev), hopped on my bike, and made my way back home. Take from that what you will.

There´s my boring New Years story. It´s 2022 now. Last year was 2021. The pandemic started in late 2019/ early 2020. What. The. Fuck.

New York just had its first snow of the season, while my comrades in VA were probably stuck on I95 somewhere with the snowstorm of theirs that they just had no more than a week ago. The only difference is that we didn´t have Tim Kaine tweet that he was on 95. Instead Eric Adams was talking about how much swagger the city has, and that he is the ¨swagger¨ mayor. Swagger. Are you kidding me?

I´m on my soapbox right now. And by soapbox I mean my couch. It´s not even mine. My GF bought this with her when we moved in together. That´s besides the point.

COVID has had no issue in terrorizing the hospitals once again. But no lorries full to the brim with dead bodies, right? 

In all seriousness, this sucks. 

But what are you gonna do about it? My freezing cold take is that so many people are going to get it, at least in the US, that it´ll soon turn into an endemic thing, ya know?

Hm. What else.

I saw a bird of prey fly away with a pigeon today. I think I will leave it at that. 

same shit new hat in 2025

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