Thursday, May 1, 2008

Thursday, May 1, 2008
Waning Moon
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The latest idiocy by scumbag landlords nearly got someone hurt or worse. By me.

At a little after eight yesterday morning, someone was on my fire escape with a hammer. Now, as I’ve mentioned before, I lived on the Deuce in Manhattan for 13 years, pre-Disney. Over a strip club. When someone turns up on the fire escape wielding a hammer, to me, that signals an attack.

The poor guy’s lucky I didn’t toss him right off. He could have been killed. I did scare the bejesus out of him (is that blasphemy? If so, apologies). If they were sending workers up the fire escapes to do brick work, we should have been notified. And we weren’t.

Then, when I tried to leave to go to work, the lobby was partitioned off with plastic and they were doing something unnecessary with a jackhammer. When I tried to get out the only door to the outside world, I was told I had to wait until “two or three” in the afternoon. I said no, I had to go to work. The workmen shrugged and said, “You can’t go through until two or three.”

So I yanked out the power cord for the jackhammer, ripped down the plastic, said, “Rethink that,” and walked out of the building.


In typical fashion, there was no one to deal with the problems at the credit union. They were all “in a meeting”. Typical.

Shows were fine, though. A few people are out, so there were some swings on, but everyone knows what they’re doing. They rarely have Wednesday matinees, so they were pretty delirious. I told one of my actors, “I know it’s painful now, but just think how good you’ll feel on Sunday when you only have one instead of two shows.”

Had a great dinner as Osteria Pepe Rosso with a close friend, and we played catch up. Turned out both she and her sister dressed the author of a novel I’m reading for review, when this author was in her acting days.

Altogether now: “It’s a small world after all. . ..”

Okay, I really shouldn’t have done that, because now that darned song will be in my head all day!

Finished reading material for my next assignment for Confidential Job #1. Now I’ll have to write it up. Sent a requested pitch to one of my editors for the 2010 annuals. I have to negotiate a possible fee for a potential client overseas.. I’d like to do the work, but right now the price is too low, and I literally cannot afford to work for that, especially not with the amount of research involved.

Yuri’s Tale is percolating, but haven’t gotten more words on paper yet. Got some more work done on the adaptation. Started working on an idea for a longish short story for an anthology that’s due at the end of the month.

Started reading The Summoner by Gail Z. Martin; the first chapters are quite fascinating.

I have some errands today, and I’d like to get a good bit of writing done. Another show tonight, and, yippee, it’s pay day.

I’m a little worried because my pre-Derby article isn’t up yet; if it doesn’t go up today or tomorrow, there’s no point in it, because the Derby will be done. Urgh.

Melissa Mc – sounds like you had a great trip in NYC. You were probably at South Street Seaport – a great place to visit. New York’s got a lot of terrific things in it. When you stayed at the Marriott, did you ride the glass elevators? People either love them or totally freak out.

The image file won’t upload on WordPress today. Oh, well.


Adaptation: 25,796 words out of est. 90,000

Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
25 / 90

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Published in: on May 1, 2008 at 7:53 am  Comments (9)  


  1. ARRRGGGHHHH! Now I have that song in my head!!!

    And what was the guy’s reaction when you unplugged the jackhammer and tore down the plastic? That was probably the best part!!!

  2. Well done you. How bloomin’ jobsworth. Wish I coulda been a fly on the wall.

    I thought my cache had reset to Monday when I first saw your post today. :o)

  3. And banks wonder why people consider going back to mattress money.

    I agree with Lara, a photo of the guy’s face when you made the lobby safe for residents to cross would have been priceless.

  4. South Street Seaport! That’s it! I knew it started with an S. Glad I’ve got some brain cells left.

    I did ride the glass elevator, but stood way back. That fear of heights thing. Though one time it was so crowded I was pushed right against the glass. I thought I was going to die.

    Sounds as if your building needs new management! That’s awful what’s been going on.

  5. Let’s see – they block the main entrance/exit to the building where in an emergency people would flock to, yet they seem to think you can’t go to work because gee, that would inconvenience THEM….

    What a-holes.

  6. good for you for ripping that plastic. The nerve of the workers.

  7. Despite the difficulties with the jerky construction Dude and building DoDo’s, you sound more upbeatb today. I enjoyed reading of you ripping the cord out of the outlet and the plastic down! *G*
    Sorry to hear the bank is being so difficult.
    I hope you have a pleasant day and SMILE! Sending good thoughts to you!

  8. I loved reading about your lobby adventures! Hopefully it provided some amusement for you through all of the BS you have been dealing with…

  9. So I yanked out the power cord for the jackhammer, ripped down the plastic, said, “Rethink that,” and walked out of the building.

    LOVE IT! d:) They think they can hold people prisoner like that? WTH?

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