You ever go through a day and wonder where has all the time gone?
It’s become one of those days that even if I cloned myself there would still not be enough time to get everything done. I am sitting here taking a breather while wolfing down lunch just to type this while on another window trying to answer all my emails. It’s a repetitive vicious cycle that never seems to end. On one side I feel as if I’m all caught up and raring to go as if I’m pumped up on Viagra and Red Bull, and then on the other I’m all limp as a wet noodle running in quicksand and just can’t get invigorated enough to jump over the hump. My brain feels like a bowl of jello, and not one of the good flavors. More like that green lime monstrosity that no one really seems to like. Maybe I need a mental health day soon. A day to chill out with a few drinks and lay in the sun. I really don’t take enough days off. Maybe it’s just me but I feel that if I take a well deserved day off now and now everything will end up as “Hell in a Handbasket”. Then it’s more of a shit show to deal with when I get back. I need a day soon.
Even then, as I close my eyes and let that warm sun drench my face the bluebird of happiness would probably take a seagull sized dump on my head. Isn’t life swell? Continue reading Riding Hell in a Handbasket all the way to NYC
Sometimes I like it dirty.
I mean, lets be real. Every once in a while we all secretly like it a bit nasty and dirty. No, not that you pervs! I’m talking about an old fashioned sandwich shop.
Eisenberg’s is the type of old school sandwich/deli shop that as you walk inside you feel as if everything should be seen in black and white. It’s like entering a time warp back to the 1940’s where you can picture the men wearing fedora hats, the women dressed like in “I Love Lucy” style, and kids drinking soda pop at the counter. Actually, it’s been around since 1929 so it predates even World War 2!
In fact, not much has changed with this place as it still looks like it should be in the 1940’s with all the decades of dirt and grime that came with it. Some who come here would say that the whole place needs a scrub down and complete renovation. Those who say that and get a bit skeeved by a little wear and tear from age just don’t get a place like this, and never will, as that is part of it’s charm. In an age when gentrification threatens to wipe away our history this sandwich shop defies modernization. Thank goodness because to me there is nothing like grabbing a seat at the counter, ordering a sandwich, and an old fashioned egg cream in a beat up old classic NYC sandwich joint. As their saying goes “Either you get it or you don’t”. Continue reading Eisenberg’s Sandwich Shop NYC – Either You Get It Or You Don’t!