9 Crimes
we just did the show 9 times this past week. the show is 3 hours long. we had 3 two show days. it's a monster, but i love every minute of it. jesus. it was past 4am when i finally fell asleep last night. the carrot bread at Pete's is yummy. i went to step aerobics class today for the first time in like, two months. it was really fun. the drive-by-truckers fucking rule. i cannot focus at work today to save my freaking life. i forgot how good dutch crunch rolls are... homeless people are more upsetting to me than usual these days. this morning on my bike commute, i saw a man who seemed, um, not so well, asleep in the middle of a sidewalk downtown with his pants pulled halfway down his ass and people were just stepping over or around him. there is something so wrong with this. i am going to go eat a real dinner with dave now. i have to tell you all about my strange accident joujou, but 'twill have to be later.... hopefully not as late as 4am.... but later. ok.
posted by arweena @ 6:01 PM
2 Comments:
I think I've seen the half-way down his ass guy before. That description, at least, is very familiar. It's a tough call. I mean, do you wake him up? Waking a possibly insane, partially dressed man doesn't always seem like a terribly wise thing to do. And once you've woken him up, then what do you do? Give him a dollar? He wasn't asking for one at the time. Give him food? He wasn't asking for that either, although he probably needs it, but maybe he also really needs to sleep. It seems like the two options are: let him sleep and walk past him, or completely engage in his life, get him to shelters, clean him up, find him work, etc. etc. etc.
I feel bad about option one, but I'm not prepared to engage in option two....
i hear you. and exactly what you wrote is what makes it all so sad. what does one do? the answer is almost always 'nothing'. you feel helpless and powerless and stagnant and lame. i dunno. i think this stuff is affecting me more than usual because a) i've been wearing my prescription sunglasses more whilst biking and so can actually SEE more of what is going on around me; and b) streetcar has my heart ripped wide open right now.
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