Sunday Sucks and why you should consider mass transportation.

Indi, Yoham  and I hung out with my brother Glenn and his family in Peekskill last night. Left at 1am, drove all to Inwood (Dykeman street exit,  off the Henry Hudson, upper Manhattan), decided I was too tired to drive back to White Plains, so stayed over,

I’ve parked on that street for four years, and never got a ticket.

Got up this morning and headed out to get the car and drive downtown to the office to help the team move our stuff over to the ARF. Sitting on my window was a fracken $60 ticked from the city of NY. Guess now you can’t park in front of that Church! Yep, signs are new, Gosh bless the City of New York for finding new and creative ways to suck the life blood out of it’s middle class citizens.

Took the ticket off the car, yelled at the top of my lungs (did not make me feel any better) and got into the car. Drove downtown to the office and started to look for a parking spot. That was at 10am. By 11:20am, I was still looking for a spot. Sunday, 10am in the morning, and the friggin city is packed full of consumers looking to top off their credit cards so they can pretend they are still middle class!!!!!! Arghhhhh!

Called the office, explained my delima and made sure they could take care of moving everything to the ARF without me.

So, drive over to the west side and of course forget you can’t connect to the Henry Hudson

from there. You have to hang right cross town, then hang left, go to 42, hang left and then down to Henry Hudson and away I went.

Now I had to pee, so got off at Inwood, saw Indi, used her bathroom, and headed home. Here I am.

Checking train schedules, and getting ready to go back into the city, get my stuff from the office on 6th and 38th, , walk over to the ARF at times square, register for the show, pick up my badge, and come home. Great. The rest of my damn day is shot. Another fracken day in the fracken workers paradise.

Lesson learned? Never, ever, take your car into Manhattan when you have the worlds best mass transportation system at your fingertips!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gee, I thought after I wrote this, I’d feel better.

Nope.

Hello world!

Well, my first blog. I feel like Robert Redford in “the candidate”. He wins the election and says “now what”? Maybe that’s not exactly what he said, but it’s close enough.

Okay, today, Saturday. Another weekend in the workers paradise. Stress over trying to buy a place. Seems to me there are too may people involved and too many loose ends and no one person coordinating all the various players. What fun is that? No much. But, we only received the contracts to sign at the beginning of this week, so perhaps I am being a wee bit of a control freak over all this. This is an FHA mortgage I’m going for. I don’t understand how no once can tell me if the Condo complex is already approved or not by FHA. You go onto the FHA web side (https://entp.hud.gov/idapp/html/condo1.cfm) to check out your property, and it’s not there.

So, the condo management folks are then asked to fill out reams of docs for FHA to become approved. Another brick in the wall. Will they? Won’t they? Eieieieieieieieieieieie!

Okay, Market Research, getting ready for ARF in Manhattan (this Mon, Tues, Wed).

Okay, so I’ve posted my first rambling blog. I can see how addictive this will become………