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Aug 17, 2022
Brooklyn Tech Parkies Reunion
Classes 1981, 1982, 1983 and 1984, as well as transfers
Have a couple partners, a singer, and another woman who's got connections. We have a lot to do but we plan to be touring by next spring. So I pulled my Roland drum set out of the closet and set it up. This is the first time I've played in about 10 years.
Let me get the big one out of the way: I filed for divorce a couple weeks ago. No, it's a good thing, we both agree on, and we're handling it with a "no fangs" approach. Trying to set a good example for the kid - that you handle conflict peacefully, and that we're not breaking up the family, just the marriage.
I had been pretty depressed for a couple of years, isolating myself in front of various screens. My entire social life was spent on IRC bullshitting with people I know in SoCal. Then, about 6 months ago when it became clear that the split was imminent, I had a scary vision: sitting alone in an apartment with a vaporizor and a bottle of Jameson, playing GTA every night. I decided "fuck that" and shouted out to a local subreddit, asking where the best dives in town were. Next thing I knew, I was organizing events at meetup.com. Our group's motto is "Use the Internet to get off the Internet!"
Here's a shot from a road trip we did to the PSE wind farm, about 130 miles East of me.
Other than that, just keeping my head above water, trying to stay one step ahead of a smart-ass thirteen year old!
I just did another look and he's nowhere. It's amazing to think you can't find someone online these days. I even found "Burger" Joe Mielko on Facebook. He hasn't responded to me yet, but I found him. (He was camera 2 for the Brooklyn Army Terminal party.)
Nope. Sometime around 2003 I called the company he used to work for. They said he'd left just months earlier, and they didn't know how to reach him. I hope he's ok.
Last time I saw him was on the street in NYC, maybe 1991 or so. He asked if he could borrow money. I gave him a $50 I happened to have in my wallet (I usually don't carry large bills, so it was weird) and handed it to him and said "Keep it. To be honest, I don't expect to see this money again. If you pay me back, fine, but don't worry about it. Just stay safe." I wish now that I'd offered him a place, or gave him my phone number.
Hey Martin. I thought I had gotten used to the quakes in Japan, but this was a whopper! I was on the fifth floor of a fairly old building and that sucker shook like a strippers ass for at least three minutes! It felt like a whole lot longer. The next shock came about ten minutes later, it was a 7.2, and that got us scurrying out of the building. We all jumped in my van and watched the building sway for the next half an hour or so.
I live in the mountains so there wasn't any worry about floods. We had a few rock slides, but for the most part the city fared well.
Aftershocks were pretty strong...still are, but whiskey makes sleep possible ;)
I ain't too sure if they are gonna let us back into the building....It's slated for demolition in a year and this might just have moved the date up a couple of months.
Congratulations on surviving that! Ive felt a 7 so I can only imagine what that 9 was like. Then the floods....
Did the shaking cause the most damage or the floods where you live? How long did the initial shaking last? I know those aftershocks make it hard to sleep, no?
Take care, Martin
I am OK. Scariest thing I've ever experienced!! I live about 150 miles from the city they probably showed on the news. We had no power water or telephone lines even the internet was down so I had no way to get in touch with folks. The city is pretty banged up and there are over 200 people dead. I am really lucky I am not one of them!
thanks for your concern,
My 10-year old daughter Ivy still believes, I think. However...
In the car on the way to their cousin's house last week we were listening to the How Christmas Works episode of the "Stuff You Should Know" podcast from HowStuffWorks.com (excellent podcast, BTW) when they came to the point about the history of Santa. They said that he originally came from Turkey, was worshiped by Italian sailors, who then took his bones and brought him to Italy and placed him in the alter of The Grandmother, worshiped for her gift giving during the winter solstice, essentially kicking her out of that alter and giving Nick her history. The podcast show hosts then commented that "there is no magic" with Santa.
Ivy nearly jumped out of her car seat and said "There is no Santa?!?" Her older sister Miette and I both said "No, no, no, there is a Santa Claus. Those guys were just joking around" as I shut the player off. There was about three minutes of silence while she processed. I wasn't sure if I'd just spoiled her innocence on the subject, and whether or not I'd catch serious hell from my ex.
Three days later, while at my parent's house on Christmas Eve, we were visited by one of Santa's Helpers, who handed out gifts to all the kids there. Later that night, as Ivy was getting in bed, she asked me if Santa was still coming later that night. I told her that he had already come and gave her a present. She said "No... I mean SANTA, not that guy in the suit from down the street."
So, I'm not sure if she still believes, or is going along with the program. If the day does come that she asks me the definitive yes or no question, I'll go with the following: Yes, he did in fact once exist a very long time ago, but his tale was a different one than the way he is now portrayed in the Christmas cartoons you watch on TV. His memory, and acts of giving and kindness are still celebrated today with each child's parents "helping" Santa continue his tradition.
My 9 year old daughter recently pinned me to the wall about Santa. I regret feeding her the myth, and the moment of truth had arrived. Some kids at school told her he was not real and she wanted answers.
I tried to hedge, by answering with questions like, "Well do you think he's real?", but she said, "Dad! It's a yes or no question!", while doing the karate chop to the open palm gesture.
So finally I admitted that he wasn't real and that it was a tradition etc.
This didn't go over too well. "Then why did I spend all that time writing those letters to him!? AND WHO ATE THE COOKIE AND DRANK THE MILK!???"
She cried for a few minutes. It broke my heart. She was so mad at me she wouldn't let me console her. Then she went into denial for a few days, but I think she's OK now.
It sucked. I'm telling you right now, my wife is going to be the one to deal with the tooth fairy.