[tcb] Off topic.

You guys are my friends, so I need to vent. 

 

I just read a story on CNN about the anniversary of the shooting of John
Lennon. I have to tell someone, and it's you guys. I lived in New York City
on Manhattan a long time ago and fell in love with the place. I have never
been so poor in my life. I had to learn how to live on my own or die.
Anyway.

 

I was eating and drinking in a bar on Columbus Ave, on the West Side. I had
eaten London Broil, which is the Chicken Fried Steak of New York, and had
about 100 beers when the TVs all cut to a photograph of John Lennon. Even
with the sound off, you know that they show still photos when someone has
died. John Lennon lived at the other end of this block, at the Dakota. The
whole bar went quiet, and almost every one stood and went outside and walked
to look around the corner towards the Dakota and saw all the TV lights. It
was true John Lennon was dead, just there.

 

I left there and went to the subway to go home, which was pretty much across
the street from Roosevelt Hospital,  and when I came up from underground I
see all the TV lights are here now. This is where they brought the body. I
spent the night, in my room, with all the lights shining through my window.
New York is a pretty small town.

 

So, I know exactly where I was December 8, 1980.

 

What drama!

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