a day at the beach

yesterday i spent a good part of the day trudging around the city in freezing cold lousy weather looking for an apartment.  i completely forgot about my “happy, happy, joy, joy”  mantra i intended to remember and focused on my swollen feet instead.  i thought i was having a bad day –  then i read this:

The man crushed under an 8,000-pound police SUV on a Long Island beach last May doesn’t understand why he still can’t get his hands on the police report nine months later. . . .

Starkman  . . .  told The Post he was enjoying a day off last May 26 by sunning himself face-up on Long Beach, relaxing in a chaise longue with a cooler and a radio set to a sports station.

“The next thing I realized, I’m hit by this thing. It all happened so fast,” said a tearful Starkman, 44. “It was like the hand of God. I had no idea what happened.”

Witnesses immediately yelled to Long Beach Officer Paul DeMarco to stop — that he was running over a person — but DeMarco did not see Starkman or hear the shouts.  full story

“happy, happy, joy joy!”

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“I do it for the joy it brings, cause I’m a joyful girl. ‘Cause the world owes us nothing, we owe each other the world.”
– Ani Difranco

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