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June 27, 2007
staying cool.
It seems the only digital camera of any convenience to us is the one in the mac store on the mac computer.
We like this place.
It also has air conditioning which we don't have in our house. We have a fan that tries to blow cool air from outside in at night, but its not so cool. I might have to get used to taking cold showers twice a day just to cool off. Sweating is not so bad if you stay hydrated. IT keeps you cool right.
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June 21, 2007
Fiery Furnaces, studio B, 9pm July 1
The Fiery Furnaces
www.thefieryfurnaces.com
www.myspace.com/thefieryfurnaces
experimental rock, with funky rhymy words and rhythms at Studio B in brooklyn at 10pm July 1st. I'm going, Arod is going. Anyone else want in? You can sleep on our couch or floor in Brooklyn afterward. Bring a sleeping bag, tho, and come early if you want to drop it at our house because doors open at 9pm.
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June 10, 2007
falling air conditioner parts
This happened about a month and a half ago:
So there I was, walking down the street to assistant coach my afternoon soccer class in the park, not nervous cause I was right on schedule. I was walking west on the upper west side about 3 blocks from Riverside Park. Strolling along taking in the cool spring air, I heard a clanging noise behind him. I turned and saw a short piece of L steel laying suspiciously on the sidewalk. The guy who had been hit, or rather, the kid who had been hit, backed dizzily into the street while scanning the windows above for answers. Was it possible that he had just been struck on the head by a piece of flying metal?
As the kid searched for the guilty window, a speeding car rounded the corner and nearly ran him over.
It was at this point I realized the kid had been struck. A slight horror entered my mind, followed by excitement and wonder at this scenario. A week before I had taken a first aid class complete with CPR training and how to use a defibrillator. The opportunity to use my fresh education had suddenly presented itself, and I was as nervous as an actor before his debut performance.
I stepped over toward the injured kid to see if he was ok. What I saw, I did not expect. It appeared that instead of being conked on the head by the flat length of a piece of air conditioner, the sharp end of the steel, in its spinning fall, had sliced an inch and a half gash just above his cheekbone about an inch from his eye and an inch from his temple. The blood began to flow freely as he dabbed his jacket into the opening. I lost my excitement and nervousness together. This was not a delightful opportunity. This poor guy was the victim of bad air conditioner engineering. The thought and sight of it was wonderful and terrible at the same time, but mostly terrible.
I encouraged him to keep pressure on his wound with his jacket and to take a seat. A lady from the construction site brought some gauze and he applied pressure with that while calling his family. I called 911 and let them know what had happened and where to come. After a minute a lady I assumed was his mother showed up and I gave her the rundown. At this point I had to leave because I was late to work, but gave his Mom my number.
I wondered if the head coach I was about to work with would believe this story.
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