Posted: Jun 2, 2006 8:06 pm
naw baby I'm just playin witchya.
However, Williamsburg, Brooklyn, I AM leaving you...
I'm going out for permanent cigarettes but b4 I do I wanted to drop you this note to thank you for
)the cheap rent in the least cost-efficient neighborhood on the planet.
)one killer view of the NYC skyline.
)best goddam brunches this side of brunch heaven.
)the most cliched upstairs neighbors imaginable who have apparently seen the light.
)regular freebies from arguably the best rock club in NYC (N.6th)
)all the see-through clothing.
)a handful of decent records
)a bunch of decent shows
)the guy who cruises on weekends and operatically croons 50's/60's doo-wop hits
)all the porn-mag pages that seem to litter/line the streets bi-monthly.
)all the low-rise jeans
)all the street theater
)all the offers to buy acid.
)all the free delivery.
)all the vacant stares.
)and how could I forget the o' so occassional pussy
)cats across the street
We lived through truckers hats, we waded thru electro-clash and we lived down Uggs. We shotgunned Pabst in the middle of Bedford and projectile vomited on every other corner. We heard every skull-crushingly inane free-range drunken conversation imaginable out of our livingroom window in the springtime and sucked in everybit of freefreonsoakedair-conditioned-air from our 'no-utilities' apartment in the summer. We watched fireworks and blizzards, warehouse fires and sunsets. And we did it with a big goddam toothy grin.
truth is I've met another. Her name is Bed-Stuy or Clinton Hill or some shit. But fact of the matter is-she's got a big ol' ass and a cooler car so it's only fitting that I bail now.
It's been a good run.
I'm gonna miss ya.
ps. I want my tori amos cd's back.