Another Prayer of Thanks to the Metropolitan Lifestyle


Thank you, O city, for your corner stores littering the landscape like pigeons on a dropped Biscotti.
Thank you for their late hours, and the ever presence of Pringles and Tall Boys.
Thank you most of all, for placing one so close to my house.
For without it, disaster and misery might have swirled into my heart like equal parts chocolate and vanilla in a Carnival Cone of despair.
Without it, when that terrible moment comes, when your mac is boiled and the cheese poured atop, that moment when you realize you don’t have any milk…
Without that bodega only one block away…
Without you, my dinner would not have had the cheesiness of an American Idol finale.
Thank you, O city. Thank you.

Picture from The Long Winters

1 Comment so far

  1. lisa (unregistered) on March 10th, 2006 @ 1:22 pm

    carnival cone of despair! i love that.
    john-boy, i’m so glad you’re blogging again.

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