90 State Reflects on 80 State
While these modern buildings look quite hideous and demoralising in person, they do have the best reflections of surrounding buildings.
Friday February 11, 2011 — Albany, NY
Nothing from nothing leaves nothing! 🌡️
I’m old enough to remember when cold weather was a windchill advisory, but then the government decided being explicit was too confusing for our simple brains and we needed to be dazzled with more bullshit much like the blown engines the government is requiring on non-HD pickups.
As that Billy Preston song goes, it’s another zero degree morning but this morning with a good steady wind 🌬️ so I’ll be riding the bus to work with all the colored and poor people on the pogey but at least it will be warm when I’m looking at random videos of overly large, fuel drinking pickup trucks ⛽ with the Godzilla engine. 🚍 Hopefully next week will be warm enough I can ride into work. 🚲 It’s going to be bad enough tomorrow when I ride to Wally World or if I’m not brave enough in the cold, down to Hannaford to get my weekly staple of apples 🍏 and random plastic crap for the landfill because I can’t have a fire 🔥 because I don’t own a ginormous F-350 truck with a camper shell yet.
They fixed the bathroom 🚽 at work, so it no longer is gag worthy with sewer gas. 👃 That was good it was pretty awful by Wednesday when it finally got fixed, I think the last time was there to take a crap at eating all that fiber in my pancakes, 💩 I’d rather have been climbing in a silo full of rotten silage. It’s was so gross. But now it’s much fresher. 🥞 🍏 More homemade apple pancakes this morning with carrots. 🥕 Last night for my birthday 🎂 I had some of the kidney beans I cooked up yesterday morning, along with onions and the remaining chicken and rice soup and some cornmeal. Basic buck good.
Other then that it just was a Thursday. ❄️ Cold and I walked laps for a while in the Empire Plaza, 👣 before catching the local home. Just the usual homeless bums hanging around in the back hallways of the Plaza pushing wheelchairs and grocery carts full of random debris, and the bus was held up in traffic again both on the way in and home. Had to sprint over to the shuttle 🚀 but I made it in time. Today I might head in and catch the earlier bus just because I have a few things to get done and I assume I’ll have meetings in the afternoon downtown. Tomorrow, I need to finish figuring out what books I want on Hoopla to read in February, read up on new magazines. Maybe I’ll visit my parents this weekend, depends on the weather and their avaliablity. 👪 Other then that it’s just another winter weekend.
Moriah
When are you going to move back to the hills, you must have plenty of money at this point
When are you going to move back to the hills, you must have plenty of money at this point ? 🐐 🚜 🏡
I was being a bit of a troll on one of my high school colleagues Facebook and he came back on me with such a biting sting on my days leading up to age forty.
I’ve been this weekend hiking and skiing Rennselearville State Forest going up and down the hills and hollows. I’d sure love to set down roots in such a place but I wouldn’t want any nearby neighbors to complain if I make a little too much smoke or noise.
I concede I could probably live within the limits of New York State and all the work arounds basically every rural resident has to put up with. Lots of stupid shit, taxes and permits. I could get a pistol permit and I really don’t need to burn a lot of noxious plastic shit – I can always bring trash to the transfer station and pay the fee. Nobody is going to care if your way out in the country, attending to your fires and you burn paper or even a few plastic wrappers in a hot fire. I could find a wife and settle down. Have goats and other livestock. That’s still legal, although I’m sure animal rights activists will he spying from the road to make sure my livestock complies with their ideas of animal rights.
But I work in the city and it sure is nice to be able to just hop on the bus and he to work in a few minutes. My apartment is cheap and there are plenty of places I can walk to. For my desire to be back in the hills and mountains there is camping in the wilderness. I have plenty of fires up in the woods and burn lots of shit. It’s fun. Meat in styrofoam packaging is easy, burns down to nothing. And I’ve been able to work with things as they are today, while saving and building a secure future with many options open in more free states in the future where things aren’t a bad in New York.
You can live in the hills and the hollers of New York but it’s still kind of a neutered existence.