The game was called halfway through by league officials in the opposing teams favor. Multiple fights had broken out in the stands, mostly over long standing generational feuds, and a pregnant woman had been raped with a traffic cone by homeless vagrant under the bleachers.
OCB and I waited for the stadium to clear out.
“When I [...]
Entries from August 2009
August 27, 2009
Meditations in a Suburb
August 14, 2009
Bedford Revisited
I went back to Bedford one weekend. I hadn’t been there in a decade.
Unemployment is high, far higher than the national average, but difficult to calculate. Are drug dealers employed? prostitutes? Maybe one in five houses is actually occupied by paying tenants. The rest have either been gutted for scrap or been converted into meth [...]
August 7, 2009
Breakfast Christ or Loomings
The pavement was still wet from the rain but fine for fast driving. It was late and the streets were empty anyway. Professor Yummy and I had been drinking all night and the day before. Mostly at home but at bars too. I felt terrible. Not hung over really, just twisted up inside. Sick in [...]