Bloody Morning (Friday, 10-10-08)

After the boy took a header into an iron gate rough housing with the neighbors on teh way to school, much blood and some time in the ER, it was a late morning ride to work.

"Yo, where's tHE FUCKING TRAIN!?"..."werd"

Still a little dazed from the morning ordeal, ended up on an N by mistake. My car mate was browsing his free paper with schielesque fingers. Quick ride to Canal street and it was a nice morning for the extra hike.