One of the oddities of downtown Fort Worth, Texas, is that it's a bustling center of commerce yet you can be strolling through its heart and have the sidewalk all to yourself. The quaint place is painfully easy to navigate as well, being just urban enough to feel like you're in another world but not feel lost. I'm in the fair city all this week doing some computer training (still can't figure out how to use one of these things) and found out that at high noon the "shade" of the tall buildings is quite elusive. My mind wandered as my feet shuffled over the hot concrete on an extended lunch break ...
• I could have fried an egg on my forehead, but then I would have had to have that sticky after-egg funky crust on my brow until I could shower. Plus, I couldn't find any eggs.
• The actual official temperature for Dallas/Fort Worth was 107 today. Does it really matter after the merc has slapped 100, though? 'Cause it's just hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot no matter what after that.
• Should I feel I disappointed because I've been panhandled only once so far this week? Couldn't help a brother out because a parking meter had just slurped down my last nickel. Ah, the joys of having validated parking the rest o' the week! My car is so proud. The real question: should you give money to strangers? Discuss.
• Downtown looks and smells so different at night. I had a downtown job years ago but worked from 4 p.m. to midnight. Advantages: only having to feed a parking meter for an hour before being able to move to the company parking lot, not having the sun reflecting off a high-rise scorch your corneas and cause you to black out for a second. Disadvantages: nafarious (did I spell that right?) people lurking in the bushes, missing the hubbub of the city that becomes the drunkbub of the city after the sun goes down.
• Fort Worth keeps its 10-gallon headwear cocked to the side to let some of the modern times shine through. RadioShack and Pier 1 have their world headquarters on the fringe of town, close to the Trinity River (now with fewer dead bodies!), yet longhorn steers are driven through the historic Stockyards every day (for the tourists, of course).
• People (mostly relatives) will sometimes ask me, "How's it in Dallas?" I say, "I don't know. Don't live there, try to avoid it at all costs." You know that creepy uncle who always wanted you to sit on his lap so he could tell you dirty jokes and ask you to pull his finger for a little bit of audio/odiferous fun? Yeah, that's like Dallas. Fort Worth is like your favorite cousin, whom you wished you got to spend more time with. Or maye the heat is really getting to me.
• I know many of you can tell stories about living in bigger cities. But what makes a place special? Buildings? People? The life you live around it or the city itself? I wish we had some yogurt.
• Is it gay to have two boys whose names both start with the same letter?
• The Petite Filet says she is more likely to support me getting a laptop if I sell the desktop. But selling the desktop wouldn't yield much dough and I like my little old iMac. You like me too, don't ya? Who's your daddy? Who's your daddy? I think it's about time to go to sleep now. Or go get an egg.
• Tip your waitresses!
when people start rambling like that, it means you just had a heat stroke...
seriously. i give money to people who are either playing an instrument, thus working for it, or seem believable.
i love big cities that have character and are distinct from other big cities. sometimes, they run together and have lost their character from fifty years ago. i like old big cities. not new ones that have grown and prospered since the 60s or 70s.
Um...yeah...I'm with Jeorg on the whole heat stroke theory. Plenty o' fluids and rest in the shade, TTB.
I don't know that I think it's gay to pick two boy names that start with the same letter. But, it would depend on the letter. If it's "X" (like 'Xander' and 'Xavier'), it might be...or it could be that you're just trying too hard. Then again, if you plan to have all your children's names start with the same letter, it's not so much gay as...well...the Duggar family was all over that, and they're a scary bunch.
As a rule, I only give money to street performers. It sounds heartless, but giving money seems to me to be enabling a street lifestyle, the panhandler would be better served by going to a shelter.
The thing that I think makes a city special is the juxtapostion of many different things....old and new, buildings and parks, noisy and quiet. And the potential for random interactions between strangers. Last night, going home on the subway, someone offered his friend 5 bucks to lick the pole on the train...and he did it!
A) I hate that despite toggling "yes" this site refuses to remember my personal info. I like chocolate, tulips, zinfandel and pineapple lifesavers dammit! Try to remember!!
B) If you have money in your pocket, give it to someone that needs it more than you do. Whomever they are. Whatever the reason. Don't doubt how they will spend it. Give.
C) You can name your two boys with names that start with the same letter but if the names sound at all alike you will be forever screwed. My dad was married to a "Jenny", when she passed away, he remarried a "Judy". My sister is "Julie". It's not pretty sometimes.
D) good luck with that egg.
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