Wednesday, February 22, 2006

it's just a change of scene man

sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come - that's kinda how i feel. i consider myself a go-getter but never a stand-byer. life can bring me down sometimes but i'll always stand up. all through the day i me mine, i me mine, i me mine - maybe it's time to forget about what i feel for a while, maybe it's time to unwind a little, live a little and don't take it too too hard on me.

new york is strange you know? it's a beautiful city. it's a dangerous city. mafia all around. happy children in the zoo. traffic, traffic, traffic. people, people and more people. the subway, the train - be it the Hudson River line or whatever you want. the bus. the walk. the talk. the hustlers. the lesbos. the homos. (by the way i love almost every human being, nothing personal). the music. the party scene. the geeks. the chinese. the jews. the middle easterns. the japanese. the russians. the italians, of course with their Deli's and Pizzeria's and God knows what else. the mexas - mis compitas in Spanish Harlem. the snobs in the West Side - midtownish. the bohemian intellectuals in Greenwich Village. the college NYU-ites hanging out in Union Square. the tight-ass know-it-all business men in Wall Street. the horror in the remains of what used to be the Twin Towers. the love in the air. the insecure passengers in public transportation. the rats having a ball underneath the subway rails while i wait for the line 6. uptown, downtown, midtown. lower east side. lower west side. upper east side. upper west side. the docks. the mocks. the jocks. the East River. the Hudson River. the GW bridge. the Triboro bridge. the Linconl Tunnel. the Queensboro bridge. and many other bridges. Central Park! STRAWBERRY FIELDS FOREVER. The IMAGINE stone circle in Central Park. The Dakota where tragedy struck there once. Long live John Lennon's music. anyway... Should I keep going? Yeah, just for a bit. ... Queens, Brooklyn, Bronx, Long Island, Staten Island, Manhattan, East Hamptons, Jersey City, Coney Island, upstate new york - Beacon, Poughkeepsie, New Paltz (my current home).....and the list just goes on.

So i'm moving there.

It's exciting. It's crazy. It's what's going on.

I'll put on an ELO vinyl and rock away - this time i'll start the needle with "Strange Magic". what a song. what a feeling, which reminds me of how i started this piece of writing - or rambling - or just a tourist insight. I feel real good. The way we feel determines a lot in our lives, don't you think? So get out, walk around, get some fresh air and make everybody around you happy. Life is so great to be worrying about stupid shit. So there you have it. So there you go. So see you later and have a horrible day! (I actually mean have a GREAT day, but it's a "local" joke with a very dear friend of mine...). So have a GREAT day!

Pistol Chunky

3 Comments:

Blogger double d said...

Chunky's a full-grown New Yorker.

Dude, you gotta keep on chillin', rockin', and writin'.

That NYC description should go into every NYC Tourist Guide in the world. No bull.

love ya bro, you keep your spirit high, you keep a lot of people's hopes high.

see ya soon homes

7:27 PM  
Blogger mario* said...

hey chunky ya se le requiere para que toque en algun happyfest por aca!
let the good times roll!

2:03 AM  
Blogger TIGI said...

I dig your blogs.They are very deep. Been in the same boat. Always remember whenever you feel blue, no matter how far you are, a "friends place is never too far", we still remember you and miss you.
~ana (sa,tx)

7:20 AM  

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