Still Here
Just hanging around for now. I see New York is all excited that they're getting more borrowed money than they thought they would. Which makes me think of "Comando" and "I'll kill you last."
But At Least We're Not Utica
2 Comments:
At March 04, 2009 9:58 AM, Unknown said…
I feel your pain. I was born in Rome, in 1963. I lived there until about age 11, when my family decided it wasn't going to get any better, and moved to the silicon valley area of California. I too was relatively happy in Rome. I left behind my childhood friends, and memories of snowball fights on the way to school, and hoping cars on the way home. I remember having my lunch money stolen on the first day at junior high school (Strough, I think it was called), and calling the fire department at Halloween to report a buring pile of leaves.
I kissed a girl, for the first time, near my friends house on Cherry street. I was a Cherry Street Bomber !, and got beat up by the neighbourhood bully who lived on Turin (He came from a nasty family). We used to ride our bikes to the Huge old theatre in downtown, and watch the organ player rise up out of the center, then throw pop-corn at him. It was a great place to grow up, but I guess it sucks to live there as an adult.
At March 26, 2009 12:11 AM, Bossman said…
New deficit forecast today is at $16 billion.
DamnedYankee - I lived on Cherry St. for a while, it's not a very big street! Were you the only Cherry Street Bomber? LOL. I wonder if the old theater in downtown is now known as The Capitol Theatre?
The adult life can seem lacking at times, but I've found if you look hard you can find a gem here and there.
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