the itinerant years

The constant updating of blog theme trends is inconvenient for a somewhat-analog person. The commands for photos and galleries change, and they often don’t work if you update to a different theme, or featured images don’t read. This blog had been in this old, traditional format, then I updated it to a now-old slider format, and am now going back for these posts as it seems more fitting and workable.

If some links and such don’t work or photos don’t appear, try the same link with the domain kirtiklis.com/the-rest-of-the-link-as-in-above-url. This is essentially the second incarnation of my blogging from 2000-2012. The first lives here.

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HurricaneSandy-1-2Bastard opportunists at The UPS Store on Eighth Ave and 26th Street, the first block with power in Manhattan. Don’t shop there. Lots of places in the upper twenties allow charging for free, churches, cafes, etc. Power strips abound. Generators are popping up, too.

Oh, in case you didn’t lose power and don’t follow, it’s for charging your cell phones, laptops, etc. Phones drain fast with only one bar of occasional reception.

So, yeah. My tooth broke on day four of the blackout. I made it to the dentist the next day, to be told it needed to be ripped out and replaced with an implant and crown. It’s the second to last tooth in the back of my mouth, pretty crucial for chewing. Though I have dental insurance that covers $3000 of work a year, they won’t cover it. It’s “cosmetic.” Yeah, EmblemHealth-GHI thinks that basic dental health is cosmetic. So, I’m out $3100 and have a mouth full of blood. And I can’t get the crown ($1000 more?) for a few months. It’s painful, gross, and maddening. Thank you, Mo, for taking care of me until lights come on and my mouth is happy again.

When told about the blood, T told me not to worry. “Don’t worry about all the blood. It’s cosmetic.”

And the election is days away? Heaven help us.

Some heartening things going on? Bareburger, on Eighth Ave between 17th St & 18th St, one of the very few restaurants open in Chelsea, was grilling burgers on the street.

BareBurger

And hey, I’ve been meaning to defrost my freezer for awhile, anyway. Done.

 

hey, look

downtown power out

Hey look, people uptown prancing about like you have a few fun days off work. We Have No Power Downtown. No streetlights. No hot water. No internet. The paltriest phone reception. No computers. No cold food. No ELECTRICITY. It’s not fun. It’s not charming to work by candlelight on halloween.

And I’m not grumpy because the city looks sad without lights.Or because it’s superdangerous to walk around after dusk with no streetlights (cars won’t stop) and no way to see who’s lurking on street corners. Or because my tooth just broke on Two Boots and I’m trying not to ram my tongue between the raw root and the exposed mercury filling. Or because my dentist is in Queens and there is no subway or moving traffic. Awesomeville. Or because my flight to a beach might be cancelled on Saturday.

I’d just like to take a look at my photos. That’s all. Not the cell snaps. With electricity.

Thank you uptowners who have provided love, electricity, communications, and showers for your downtown friends.

Happy Halloween.

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content to have missed the fall

Building before collapse, 8th Ave

I took this photo on a walk at about 4:30p yesterday, and walked back this way an hour later as winds were really kicking up. The building at the far right behind the bus signs lost its facade sometime after 6p. I am content to have missed the big moment.

Safe and dry, but haven’t had power since about 8:47p last night. Am at a friend’s on the UES, where it feels like nothing happened, charging my phone battery and gathering info before I head back downtown to candles, walnuts, and an evening practice.

Stay safe everyone.