and now is when i normally start singing some burt bacharach song. but enough of that. my question really is, what can you do when a man in a wheelchair sexually molests you.
i was waiting for the bus in union square, the day before my birthday, happy as a clam (well, not a clam, because i actually had a pretty blah day at work) and i briefly see a man in a wheelchair standing near the whole foods behind me.
then about 10 minutes later or so, i feel something brush against my crotch area near the back. thinking it's maybe just some accident, i turn around irritaed, to see the man sitting behind me. and then he LICKS his finger! disgusting. people are disgusting. i was so appalled (yes, i finally have use for that word) that i just said, "what the fu-" but couldn't even finish. so gross. so digusting. so creepy. ugh.
and then, he wheeled away.
i really wanted to kick him and shove his wheelchair into the busy busy street, but seeing that he was disabled, it seemed wrong. heck, even if he wasn't in a wheelchair, i probably wouldn't have done anything either, because i was so appalled. the man also looked like he could be mentally disabled, so i don't even think i want to go there. but if he wasn't (and even if he was) it makes me mad to think that first of all, he could think that he could get away with that, and second of all, if he's using his disability to get away with it, that's even more f-ed up.
but it's over and done with. the only reason why i'm even blogging it is because everyone i tell the story to, they keep telling me to blog it. so i'm blogging it. i've been harassed before in the big sparkly city before, but that was the first time i wanted to go home to cali.
but instead, i went home and took a shower. or threw up. or tangoed a bit. i don't remember, because i like to block things. really, it's the best way to get through life.
Labels: new york
sometimes i get really embarassed for fobs. these guys aren't even fobs, they're probably students at some chinese university. but then i watch some more and really, they're pretty good.
although the exasperated roommate in the background is a nice touch in the outtakes, i have to say that these guys did make me want to sing backstreet boys all over again like i was 17 years old again. i mean, 13 years old. nah, i'm just joshing you. i was singing to backstreet boys in my my little pony pajamas just yesterday night.
as many of you know, i'm a big fan of robots. movie robots, cartoon robots, real robots, weirdly enough, not battle bots, but most humanoid robots. robot dogs dont' really do it for me.
it's be a couple years and thefrown.com hasn't really made that many new animations =..( but i guess they're busy. Angrybot 2: Recess is their latest installment, but if you've never watched, enjoy my favorites tendertron and robokopf.
"flay me like a bad pony!"
in other news, jean sent me oddtodd, a site for people who are unemployed. or a site to watch until you become unemployed.
and thank you to everyone who posted to tell me they read this blog :)
give us some cuddles...
my friend bert is in a band, free rob g. it's named after him.
i thought i'd mention it, but then i realize that no one reads this post. oh well. life goes on.