Saturday, November 5, 2011

This Is A Different Kind Of Greed

Whining Like A Baby
I have come upon hardship.
I bit into a nut Thursday night, which went under my gumline, causing irritation and the whole right side of my face is swollen. It's not technically an "abcess" maybe the scientific term is "squirrel cheek"
Then, I went to zip up my guitar case and the zipper broke, becoming mangled and useless.
Before It Devolved Into Bumfest '11
Then, the next morning, someone at the Occupy New Orleans campsite stole my bike lock off my bike (I wasn't scrambling the combination when I put it on the bike, for convenience sake; only when I locked the bike.)
Now, I wonder if I will have a bike when I go out in a few minutes....
I played through the pain last night and made about 9 bucks. A cop came by and asked me why I wasn't playing farther up Bourbon Street. I guess he thought that the shootings had spooked me. "It's quieter here and I do just as well because people can hear what I'm playing."
It is only the 4 aspirins that I just washed down which makes me think that I might go out and play on this Saturday night, the biggest night of the week. I need money for a guitar case and a bike lock...
Yikes
It seems that New Orleans is like a self-cleaning oven, or ocean.
It thins the herd through hapenstance.
Anyone not good (or frugal) enough to have money to cover the random expenses, will be on their way in due time...
Sue and I must go to court on the 9th, where we might each be fined for being in front of The Marriot, on a night when someone decided to call the law, or the law took its own initiative...
Maybe Sue is right about Colombians being discriminated against in this city...
I have about 6 bucks, after buying aspirin; and the only silver lining is that The Saints have a home game tomorrow, and I should be able to play by the stadium and come up some...

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