listening to bob dylan right now

long time, no blog. that's okay. not much to say. tonight i struck up a conversation with a guy named juan who works as a busboy at a middle eastern joint near my house that i favor. i don't go very frequently because i am trying not to eat out but i got home late, i was hungry, and there is no food in my house. so i got a sandwich to go. i used to go to this joint quite a lot. then i fairly o-d'ed on lamb sandwiches with lots of pickles. and everything in proximity to that possibility also repelled me. but tonight the mood struck.

in the past, that busboy and i would greet each other. nod. say hello. this, tonight, was the first real conversation. he asked if i work in the neighborhood. i said i work in manhattan. he said he had been there three times in the past year. there is nothing to this story. it only struck me that it often seems like men in the service industry like to talk to me, or flirt with me, and men who are my professional peers like me well enough but not in a flirty way. or maybe it's just that i am the type of person who makes eye contact all around. and most other people don't and so most other people don't wind up in conversations with busboys or owners of falafel joints or cabbies or building superintendents or federal marshalls.

ach. what's it amount to?

i went to the inauguration and it was invigorating. and it was nice, very nice, to get out of new york. good night.