We met the “you wont’s” tonight. They lived in our building for several years - most of those years before we had arrived. They performed for CMJ with a harmonious tune, singing “we were blessed to live here” - and I believe it too
How to welcome back roommates after they return from a cross-country adventure at Burning Man
Must’ve stuck his dick in crazy
During the wee hours of the weekend morning, Schneur’s car went under attack…by a bulimic girl who ate one too many bananas
There Is No Honor Among Thieves
We had sent LES on his way back to CT a week and a half ago. Set up a little first-aid kit, gave him a towel, food and a bus ticket from port authority. Instead, LES decided to stay in the city and live on a pier in a makeshift shelter. He disappeared for a while after that, but emerged this week speaking in ominous riddles.
The latest, he told us, was that he was hanging out with gutter punk kids and occupy wall street protesters at union square.
no time to talk, as it was rush hour - prime time to ask for spare change.
Life was good for him. He said he ate what he wanted and learned the ways of the street.
“occupy your mind” one facebook status said
another “There is no honor among thieves”
Fun with Schneur McGee
With LES gone, the 204 crew needed a new form of entertainment. Luckily S. McGee showed up with a handlebar mustache. Yee-haw!
