Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Forget the Whales, Save the Sweatshirts
Another grim day in Roger Land. Apparently, the Saturday and Sunday open air market at Aquaduct racetrack is about to be no more because the villainous Port Authority needs the parking lot. Roger seemed pretty devastated by this loss. He waxed sentimental about all the sweatshirts he used to buy at the market back when he was in college. This memory wasn't exactly what I expected. One doesn't normally think of the place that they used to buy roomy clothes with the kind of fondness that Roger expressed, but then again he is Roger Clark and this is why we love him.
To his credit, Roger did quite a mitzvah covering this story: alerting the greater metropolitan area to the fact that many vendors will be out of work just in time for the holidays because of the evil Port Authority. I'm picturing a Miracle on 34th Street end to all of this. The Port Authority gets a bunch of letters dumped on its doorstep, the market gets to stay open, Roger gets an extra special sweatshirt (not to mention a pony), and everyone believes in Santa Claus! Fingers crossed. Fingers also crossed that there aren't any more unemployment and World Trade Center stories in the near future. It's bringing me down, man.
To his credit, Roger did quite a mitzvah covering this story: alerting the greater metropolitan area to the fact that many vendors will be out of work just in time for the holidays because of the evil Port Authority. I'm picturing a Miracle on 34th Street end to all of this. The Port Authority gets a bunch of letters dumped on its doorstep, the market gets to stay open, Roger gets an extra special sweatshirt (not to mention a pony), and everyone believes in Santa Claus! Fingers crossed. Fingers also crossed that there aren't any more unemployment and World Trade Center stories in the near future. It's bringing me down, man.
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