Thursday, March 27, 2008

La la la, it's spring up in this bitch



The birds are a-twitter, my heart is thumping with Starbucks, little greenish baby buds are starting to peek out of the ends of tree branches, and the outdoor cafes, littered with morning coffee sippers, beckon and wink at me as I lollygag to work.

Crocuses and daffodils are stretching yawning and poking their colorful little heads up to sit happily in the dirt amongst discarded cigarette butts and McDonalds wrappers in the garden of my mean old lady neighbors. (I don't know how such hateful women can produce such botanical wonderment in the middle of Queens, but there you go. Another of life's mysteries. Maybe bitter gall is good fertilizer?)

The streets of New York are alive with the return of the seasonal homeless. Gossiping nannies sit on park benches in Madison Square Park, ignoring their tiny charges, who wander a little too close to the water fountain. Aaaah. Now this is the life.

The air is sweet and pungent with the scents of kettle-cooked nuts and horse excrement. The buildings glitter in the morning sun. I wear my Holly Golightly sunglasses and pull on my lightest, softest, most favorite thrift store coat.

This can only mean one thing:

That motherfucking groundhog was right!

For once!

10 comments:

Ginormous Boobs said...

I'm going to hope that there aren't many April showers occompanying Spring on its way in.

Pronto said...

I've never seen garbage described quite so eloquently.

Great post!

"Spring is nature's way of saying, "Let's party!"
- Robin Williams

Mister Underhill said...

The need to make a movie about the migratory habits of the homeless.

kay zee said...

Our hog, Wiarton Willie, was not so much.
We expect MORE SNOW this eve in Toronto. :(

kay zee said...

Also RE: migratory habits of the homeless...
It's simialr here.
I mean what is this? Some sort of Sick Summercamp for Squeegee kids?

Scooter said...

Three inches of snow by morning.

Kris, thank your lucky naughty bits that you have the gulf stream, yo.

Sproactually said...

5-7 inches of snow tonignt, 12 at hunter, wanna go skiing this weekend?

Krissyface said...

Ginormous...Fingahs crossed. So tired of that shit!

Pronto...Why thank you. You should hear the way I diss on the cockroaches. Pure poetry.

Mr. U...Let's do it! I'm game. I know someone who has a really good video camera. He he he.

KZ...For us, the seasonal homeless equals the dirty heroin kids in Thompkins Square park (formerly called "needle park" pre-Guiliani and his turning our fair city into a family theme park)

Scoot...Word. I am actually thankful for global warming today. Today, mind you.

Steve...I only skiied once, and it was disastrous. I'm more of a warm-weather sports kind of girl (shopping)...

Scooter said...

Hey, don't worry about my snow. In fact, my knowing that at least YOU are enjoying a real spring takes a bit of the sting out of the weather.

Frolic, okay? Frolic a little harder than usual, in my stead.

jeremy said...

when the little bluebird who has never said a word starts to sing...