sorry doesn't quite say it

sorry i didn't get to post yesterday. people have been calling out sick like it's going out of style, and i'm the man they call to stanch the bleeding. (yes, i use the term "man" loosely... *gollum*...)

as the nyc-ers ought know, a homeless man started a fire in a subway station (chamber's street) over the weekend -- to keep warm -- and the damage that blossomed from this act rendered the C train inoperable and hobbled the A train.

the absurd part is, the mta claimed that the C line would be down for THREE TO FIVE YEARS!

i was going to blog this yesterday, but since then the mta has revised its estimate. so my outrage must be tempered.

however, i've got to vent. the mta has kicked their rates up a lot over the past few years and are expected to raise the rates again soon. to add insult to injury, they claim that the rate hike will only serve to maintain the status quo and will not assist in the further repair of their brokedown little system. this subway system that serves as the arteries and veins of this wicked little town. ineffectual organizations like "straphangers" seem to barely make a dent in the machine.

yep, we're fucked.

the good news is, i treated myself to a bottle of single barrel jack daniels last night... and it was good. someone out there... please put me out of my misery...