So, I just called Time Warner to cancel cable. I told them I didn’t want to pay so much for the TV I barely watch. Although I did end up canceling they offered me a discount on my bill to not cancel. First they said they would give me $5/month which I declined. They then offered $13 off per month. The moral of this story is that you can probably save $13 a month on cable if you call and threaten to cancel. Enjoy.
I was always confused why my Mom did not listen to more music. Looking back now I can see how raising three boys probably derails your desire to be on the cutting edge of music, but at the time I was confused. Music was increasingly becoming what I synced my footsteps with, the slow beat of my little feet tapping out imperfect 4/4 signatures. That being said, I will always remember how beautiful I thought my mom looked when she was listening to Patsy Cline. No matter what we were doing at the time, she would grab one of us and dance to “Sweet Dreams of You”, “Strange” or most often “Wallkin’ After Midnight”.
It seemed that within the 2:36 that song lasted nothing bad could happen. She would spin around with one of her young sons singing in the voice we had come to connect with warmth, security and love.
Years later and things fall apart. Families still strong spring fissures and childhood’s fondly remembered can dissolve into the past. It was 2006 and I had just graduated from college and my parents were going through a separation that was surprising but one they did their best to keep civil.
Sun was pouring into our large kitchen and my Mom and I were alone, getting ready to go to the pool and she starting crying. Heaving and sobbing in the kind of way that releases enough endorphins to make you feel better afterwards, but during is seemingly endless. I remember hugging her and saying nothing. What could I say? Suddenly, over my confused silence and her softening crying I heard Patsy on the iPod speaker outside.
So I did the only thing I could think of: I started rocking her back and forth, dancing ever so slightly between the child I was and the adult I was apparently becoming.
This is beautiful, raw, and real. Thank you for sharing, James.
My friend Serena was riding her bike in Williamsburg and was struck at the intersection of South4th and Wythe around 2:26 pm (Friday February 4th, 2011). She was struck by a motorist who, instead of stopping to see if she was okay, fled the scene and left her for dead. We were informed at around 8PM of her condition.
She currently has a punctured lung, broken pelvis, among several other severe injuries and is in the ICU at Bellevue Hospital. She is currently unconscious under heavy sedation.
Please, please reblog/RT if you can. We are looking for witnesses, passers-by, who have any information about the car or the driver, who may have seen the accident. If you have any information, please contact email@example.com—your anonymity will be protected if that is your preference.
Here’s what Serena looks like/what her bike looks like:
Get well soon girl. Let’s catch the asshole that did this.