I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.
Edgar Allen Poe
The trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of one's time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed, and oppression must be stopped at the beginning if it is to be stopped at all.
- H. L. Mencken
Many people would sooner die than think; In fact, they do so
What I have been telling you, from alpha to omega, what is the one great thing the sigil taught me — that everything in life is miraculous. For the sigil taught me that it rests within the power of each of us to awaken at will from a dragging nightmare of life made up of unimportant tasks and tedious useless little habits, to see life as it really is, and to rejoice in its exquisite wonderfulness. If the sigil were proved to be the top of a tomato-can, it would not alter that big fact, nor my fixed faith. No Harrowby, the common names we call things by do not matter — except to show how very dull we are ...
-James Branch Cabell
May 05, 2016 - 4:49 p.m.
Just time for a short entry today. Yesterday I had adventures in civilization. Remember the definition of civilization is places you can get to on the New York Subway. To get Medicaid I need a birth certificate so I went down to the Department of Health on Worth Street to get it. The address is Worth Street and that's where the main entrance is but it turns out that's only for people that work there. People there to get documents and such have to use the side door on Lafayette. The system works pretty well once you get started. Nobody tells you where to go and there' just a piece of paper taped to the wall where "Birth and Death Certificates" is hand written. Someone was standing in front of that first time I passed it. You wait on a line to use a terminal. These are standing workstations but the keyboard is too low to use comfortably standing. I ended up foregoing the use of the shift key. But there was not a ton to fill out and it went quickly. If I was paying by credit card, I'd have been almost done but I was paying by check so I had to go to another room with the receipt to pay. That line was not terrible and someone who could have been a first cousin to Adam and David Moss was in front of me. The resemblance was strong enough that I asked him if he were related. After paying I went on another line to get the birth certificate. That's where I had to show my ID. It was a fairly painless procedure.
Noah was going to meet me and keep me company but because I got there early he arrived just as I was finishing. He did join me for my next errand going to my PO Box at Columbus Circle. I had to renew it and pick up mail. After telling Noah how nice the people were there I got the one mean guy. He's new. All my mail was junk mail. I was WFUV asking me for money and things addressed to resident and box holder.
We were meeting Dan later and had time to kill so we went to get coffee at Whole Foods. Of course that's an expression. Neither of us had coffee. I had hot chocolate and he had a chai latte. We hung out there for a while then headed down to the Village where Noah had to be later and where we met Dan. We talked for a bit then Noah went to play drums for someone and Dan and I went to John's pizza. We had a split personality pizza, half pepperoni and half vegan. Guess which half I had. I had to wait till 8:25 for the first off peak train back to Westchester so I walked with Dan down near the Bowery Ballroom where he was going. I hopped on the 6 train up to Grand Central. I got there too early of course.
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