Ghost-of-a-Chance

“Illin’ noise” is also frozen solid.  I haven’t left the house in almost a week because of it.  It’s forecast to get up to a balmy twenty-four degrees Fahrenheit tomorrow, though.

Ha! We’re getting up to 27 degrees Fahrenheit tomorrow…  

You have five former counties.  You have five current boroughs.  Most importantly, you have five slightly different ways of saying, “at least we’re not Detroit.  Or Chiraq.”

You can tell a Brooklynite, you just can’t tell them anything.  Why are the buildings so tall in Manhattan?  Short buildings get caught in their nostrils.  Why is it called The Bronx?  To assure everyone else that there will only ever be one of them.  What is the greatest achievement of Queens?  That they ran off most of the acutal ‘queens’ to Greenwich Village.  Why is it Staten Island?  New Jersey didn’t want them, either.

… I think I’ll see myself out now…  

[added ten minutes later...] But there is ‘redemption,’ and there’s good in bad in most places.  Suzanne Vega could only have written Tom’s Diner at Broadway and West 112^th Street.  You can practically feel Morningside Heights when you listen to it, whether the original recording or the DNA remix.  Likewise, Billy Joel is a New Yorker from The Bronx, and Upper Manhattan gave us the absolute brilliance of the Harlem Renaissance.