HARLEM Halloween

I’ve been indoors for the past three days. Editing and writing to my California employers so that I won’t get fired. Hurricane Sandy came full force and stopped my plans, but New York has been nice to me. I love it here. The people, the food, the culture, the different languages, the surviving accents, the spirit of being a New Yorker. It’s great. The ability to say “Good evening” or “Buenas Tardes” to people and actually get a response…you know, like proper human beings? Yeah, they do that here. It’s great. Sometimes, Berkeley can be full of awkward people who don’t know how to say hi to each other.

Yesterday, my host and I were able to walk out for some ice cream. And today, we took an afternoon walk around Uptown Harlem. It was chilly out, but (thankfully) this part of Harlem wasn’t hit so bad. We still have electricity up here.

Today was great because I saw a guy dressed as Jason in front of a barber shop. He held a knife and eerie music from the soundtrack played in the background. A pretty solid Halloween, considering this place was just hit by a hurricane…cyclone?

Ameruca!

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Hurricane Sandy…(aliens)

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Blog Land, I am stuck indoors. My flight, that was supposed to fly me back to sunny California, got cancelled. I am keeping busy with editing work, whilst catching up on some Netflix shows and flicks with my boss lady. This trip to New York has been a great experience, but, as many  of you know, there’s a hurricane hitting the shores of this great state. Things are getting pretty nasty outside. Sandy is kicking some butt. Thankfully, my boss lives in Uptown Manhattan, and we haven’t gotten any of the flooding up here, but the winds are crazy-wild!

The window rattles as we sit and watch Star Trek Voyager; I never knew how fun that show can be. Shows how much a person can change in a matter of hours…when she is stuck doing nothing else.  : /

Also, some guy was on a water jet ski earlier today taking pictures of himself on the waves. A news lady was like, “What’s  your name?” He said something like VELKOR…or VELKIN…and all I kept thinking was, ALIENS!

They’ve come for us! They’ve masked themselves as a hurricane—-and—AND–!

Thanks a lot Star Trek!            There goes my imagination, running away with me again.

Stay safe New Yorkers, and I will try to do the same.