Sunday, May 27, 2012

failure and denial

It's a humid Sunday morning on a holiday weekend, and I'm going on vacation in a few days. We've been invited to a friends wedding out near Los Angeles and Alison and I are headed to the west coast for the better part of the next week to have a mini-vacation of sorts. We've been looking forward to it, but work has been so crazy lately it's been a bit stressful.

So I find myself here in the office on a Sunday to try and wrap up all the loose ends, so I can leave with a clear head and try to enjoy myself. It's a bit of a bummer, but my spirits were lifted this morning when I saw this as I walked past Federal Hall...

Who is still here? Casper the Friendly Ghost?
This is the remnants of the Occupy Wall Street movement, and their presence in lower Manhattan. Apparently they think they are "still here". Of their recent attempt to take advantage of the various NYPD jurisdiction gaps at National Park space, they had been loitering outside federal hall for a few weeks, camping on the street outside a TJ Maxx on Nassua St. and popping up in various places periodically. Their general strike on May Day was a big nothing, and apparently all that remains are a few pieces of tattered cardboard and crushed dreams.

We're Still Here! Down with the 1%

This fills my heart with glee, and I'm ready to tackle the work items I have so I can get home and enjoy my vacation.

Oh yeah, and if the people in the William Beaver Apartments could put some pants on that would be great. Apparently that's only standard protocol during the work week.


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