So the other day….
I'm sitting here, at the internet cafe downloading music and two cops come running into the building yelling at us to evecuate the buiding. It took what seemed like a couple of seconds before everyone started grabbing their shit and stepping out the door. As I got out of the buiding there were about two hundred people walking in the same direction. The street was covered with people, it was crowded, it looked like Woodstock. There were about forty cops telling us to walk towards 38th st. When we got there other cops were telling us to keep moving. It turned out to be a “suspcious package” across the street… Near the Empire State Builing. It was crazy, I had my excitement for the day. There were cops, fire dept. ambulance, even helicopters. Black Lincoln Navigators, with dark tinted widows, men in suits and sunglasses. I think they were feds.
So I try to call home… Nobody's there. Then I went to work. I'm telling the people at work about what happend. We listen to the news… nothing. I call Andre, he says there's nothing on the news. Then I get a call on the radio from one of the managers at work… “Charlie, we need you at the 2nd floor, Paradise theatre… We have a situation.” So I run up there and I'm thinking there's a fight, or a baby crying in the movie theatre. I get there and there's a manager coming out of the theatre with a fire extinguisher. I go in and some asshole had lit the curtain up. We call the cops and we go outside to talk to our security guys, I see two cops at the side of the building, with flashlights, tapping a cardboard box. We tell them, “We put the fire out, it's inside.” They say, “What fire?” We're checking up on a bomb threat that got called in. We need to check all the garbage cans and dumpsters.” Fuckin crazy! So I waited, they came back and I filed the report.
There has been tight security everywhere in the city. I woke up the next morning really early just to read the newspaper. There was nothing about the bomb scare. NOTHING. Like it never happend. I've had some dreams about something happining, I see a building on fire and the debris is falling to the streets. It's raining and the subways arn't running. I don't know what, but something. I'm with someone I work with, I don't know who. At the end I see a girl walk into the subway station, it's the N train in Queens. And I'm tryin to stop her. Then I wake up. It has been a crazy week. I had a job interview yesterday. I didn't take it though. Ok, gotta go. CIAO!

I burned cd's all night and then my friend Andre wanted some, so I made him a couple. This is great. I'm probably the most proficient homeless person in America. I love my life. I love me. Ok, I better go to work and deposit my paycheck. Ooh, I work with a hottie tonight, yummy! CIAO! Hey, wanna see my dog? My drunk doggie Ok, bye!