No Train. No Life.

I don't know why I feel the need to have to explain this, but I thinks it's pretty funny. At least the first part. I won't go into details about the obvious stuff.

Anyway, there's a Rollins spoken word bit where he talks about being in London with a need to get to Frankfurt, Germany. He buys a ticket and leave to catch the train to Heathrow. There's a lot involved which is not important so I'll just jump to him at the train station staring at a chalkboard sign on a rope saying, "Train not working today."

He says, "Have you ever been to New York? Do you know what would happen if the train didn't work? Someone would die. Someone in a conductor's hat would just be filleted. NO TRAIN! NO LIFE!"

Hence, the title for this here blog.

I'm here at the mother-in-law's place waiting for Joe to pick us up to see the new Ted & Wally's shop. It's the ice cream shop that Joe & Jeanne own. The old one is in the Old Market. The new one is in Dundee. So I'm just going to do what I used to do when I used to work there. Sit in a booth with Robert with some coffee, the local paper and the New York Times, read the paper, and rock the crossword puzzles.

The World-Heral is bad journalism which once had an article written about me for riding my bike through a foot of snow in single digit temperature to open the ice cream shop in the dead of winter. The article made it seem like I'm some autistic ice cream guy like, "Must go open ice cream shop." The article did no justice to anything at all. It was just a piece on shops that are open when it's snowing and nothing to do with us being an ice cream parlor open during a snowfall. It was just stupid. Not too mention that the only reason I forced myself to go down there was to pick up my check to deposit it so the rent check wouldn't bounce. All I had to do was call my brother-in-law, who was my friend at the time or my future wife and they would've said to leave the shop closed.

What really bothered me was his stupid way of piecing the interview together. Over three hours he asked me questions like how we choose what flavors to make and why are you taking the ice cream out and hammering the ice away. I explained to him the significance of defrosting a freezer. Any freezer. It works this way anywhere, not just an ice cream shop. I really wish he wasn't there, because I really just wanted to hang out in an empty shop and turn the stereo up loud and finish the crossword puzzle. He did mention the crossword puzzle in the piece as well.

One plus of going to work that day, though, was my good friend/former roommate, Vince Tafolla, was on his way to the airport and he and his parents stopped in for coffee. They got interviewed as well. The people who go through unplowed streets to get ice cream.