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Taken in Island Park, New York, 2:00 PM 11/11/12

Wow, I remember delivering mail here during my short 3-month stint as a mailman in 2006.  Passed it everyday driving to work, too, and they always had the cheapest prices for gas.  Very surreal.        

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Taken in Island Park, New York, 2:00 PM 11/11/12

Wow, I remember delivering mail here during my short 3-month stint as a mailman in 2006.  Passed it everyday driving to work, too, and they always had the cheapest prices for gas.  Very surreal.        

The Humanity: Disaster Survival 101

—On November 1st, The Hess gas station at 500 Burnside Ave made a brilliant move in order to keep churning a profit: they hooked up a portable generator to run the pumps.  Hmm, don’t those pump station signs always say not to run your engine while filling up your car? They pumped like this for several hours, luckily without incident, until the fire marshal came down with Hazmat in tow and got crazy with the yellow-tape.  Thanks for almost blowing up the entire town, fella!  Since you also dwell in the town where you almost killed everyone, be sure to be prepared for neighborly kicks in any chosen vital area.   

—On Tuesday, November 6th, the same Hess station re-opened and engaged in the wonderful art of price gouging at $11 a gallon, though some people claimed it was even higher: $14.  Some Rockaway Turnpike stations also engaged in this friendly practice.  Even at these prices, lines for gas remained 2 and 3 hours or more long, with no guarantee for acquisition, thanks to the media hitting every big, red, shiny panic button. Happy election day!  

—Sometime around the initial days of November, the Orthodox community of the 5 Towns set up a free gas station for Orthodox only.  Several desperate non-religious people were turned away. They were shut down by authorities, and accused the authorities/town of being anti-semitic because of it.  I would try to make some roundabout hypocrisy joke here, but I might get pegged for being anti-semitic    

 —Adults physically crying that they have no power for X amount of days and can’t take sitting around- meet the people who lost everything, whose towns are no longer even in existence.  Maybe you’d like to compose yourself and make some new friends?  They really need you right now. Tissue?  

—An Inwood man hired a restoration crew to get his property up and running, who apparently used propane tanks to heat the house.  Predictably, it went up in a fiery ball of flaming near-death, completely melting the side of the adjacent home.  Just to be clear, homes are not filet mignons.  They tend to get more char black in the middle rather than pink.

—On November 7th, FEMA stations providing hot meals for people in the devastated town of Long Beach supposedly closed stations early because of the encroaching Nor’easter storm, leaving people with no heat, light, or even drinkable water without relief.  I can’t….

—First week of November, the East Rockaway water company has a devastating fire:  The water’s drinkable.  No, it’s contaminated. No, it’s fine. Don’t drink or shower in that, it’s sewage, no, bad, don’t do, not today, step away from the water! Nah, bro, it’s fine, drink up.  Just don’t flush the toilet. What? There’s nothing wrong with flushing the toilet, but don’t drink from the tap!…this went on for days in the south shore towns dependent on that particular supply, and is still going on in places like Long Beach, causing some towns to be condemned entirely for vague answers.  When the first mutant baby is born, guess the answers will finally be revealed.

—Before crashing, burning, and being turned to LIPA, LILCO built power grids in coastal territories, a persistent problem long before any super storms. In grade school, I learned water and electricity make sparks fly, too.

—The approximate percentage of knowledge acquired about power disaster procedure from The Great Northeastern Blackout of 2003: 0.01.  Approximate percentage of people in power, chairheads/CEO’s who recall said blackout: 0.0

—A moment of silence for the electric car, prematurely and brutally asphyxiated by the black blood of oil.  Sure you can’t plug it in during a power outage, but the charge lasts awhile to begin with, and think of what it could’ve led to.

 —The only person with a solar powered house in the neighborhood has become the mascot for why coal-fired power should be a thing of the past by now.  Too bad he’s inhospitable, and couldn’t care less about the people suffering from severe flooding and property damage from downed trees and power lines in the area.  Let him, and the woman across from him with the $11,000 super generator who also offered nothing to no one, someday find peace.  They’re going to need all the well-wishing they can get when this is over.       

—Ok, so now are we ready to build an eco-friendly nation instead of just putting a bunch of huge, useless bandages on the resource problems?  None of these silly hybrids- work toward a full-on solution. Go entirely the way of some responsible states and use water, wind, and solar power?  Get politics out of the bed of resource profit? Pretty please?    

Aftermath: Day 11

It’s still really, really bad here on the parts of south shore of Long Island closest to Queens and the Rockaways.  It’s the 11th day without power.  Power was supposedly restored Wednesday afternoon, only to go back down the same night and remain so.  I had gone to CT before the blizzard hit Wednesday, but came back home yesterday.  There’s rumors my town and some of the surrounding areas will be without power until Thanksgiving.  Today there was a rally against LIPA in Oceanside, demanding information about the power crises, but what can they do that they’re not doing now?  There’s supposedly a shortage of power poles and lines, and dozens need to be replaced.  Throwing shit at them won’t help the problem now, only make it a lot more stressful.  When things get back to normal, then it’s the time to demand answers about the shitty grid set-up, and string them up if necessary.  I think we kind of need them to just keep doing what they are at the moment.   

I’m staying with my mother, who got power sometime yesterday, but not heat. The devastation in the areas around my town is simply apocalyptic, and some of my family’s lost homes and cars.  But as far as I know, except for some word of mouth about looters, everyone in the area’s been relatively calm (no thanks to the fucking media), even with limited gas supply and rationing, and freezing temperatures (thankfully we’re moving into a warm front after the blizzard).  They’re all toughing it out.  Me and my aunt went around donating food and blankets when we got home yesterday.  But we also have to conserve gas, and some of the roads are treacherous because of stoplights being out.          

I’ve been making a video diary, but I doubt I’ll ever show it to anyone.  Bit too personal.  I’ve been getting more severely depressed as this goes on and I keep hearing of increasing damage.  Good to know most people are accounted for and there’s a low mortality rate for the area, but it’s not much comfort.

Also: people around me keep saying this is what God wanted for us.  God wanted us to fuck up the planet so that we have super hurricanes and blizzards in the same week in the same area, live via archaic means of power supply, and suffer from a chain of foolishness that is leading to nationwide increases of these kind of disasters? Maybe they should pick up the paper, see that there was just another earthquake in Japan, and try to blame this in any way on some magic person in the sky.      

Apparently open mic night at the Peconic Bay Winery is slang for We are the North Fork hipsters you’ve been reading so much about, and we’re hear to torture you with our porkpie hats and folk songs that sound like direct rip-offs of excellent Eels tunesThat hipster singing old blues tunes is down to earth, and the guy with the songs about moms feeding their kids human flesh is very humble, though, so we’re not all about the holier than though routine.  Of course, we’ll probably snub them eventually for their refusal to proudly carry the hipster torch….

Though the Ukele player was sweet.  He made pretty music.  And once the older performers came up, it got much more hardcore in the serious musical talent department.

And the older woman volunteering to play drums for everyone killed that instrument like Bonham on one of his infamous benders.

The North Fork has always been a strange place full of mostly friendly, fascinating people.  I love it, and wish I had money to buy a trailer up there.  The main one in Quoge isn’t the typical trailer park- it’s quite a laid back, interesting place.  One of my aunts is there, and she loves it.  Something to consider for the future that would be both affordable, and an investment.

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Anyone Local to NY wanna go? :D

Only 10 days until Zombie Crawl!!!! Reblog and spread the word!!!

Need zombie inspiration for good zombie make up ideas.  It better not be scorching hot that day! Nothing worse than a melting member of the Vitally Disabled

serenagold:

serenagold:

Anyone Local to NY wanna go? :D

Only 10 days until Zombie Crawl!!!! Reblog and spread the word!!!

Need zombie inspiration for good zombie make up ideas.  It better not be scorching hot that day! Nothing worse than a melting member of the Vitally Disabled

Probably going, but I don’t have an outfit. Was supposed to assemble a Ciel Phantomhive costume way back when for an event, but since it never happened…these things just fall to the far wayside until the last minute.  Also, no Dragon Con this year means I can bide my time with getting something together. Cos I’m too broke to assemble one right now.  I think some day I need to learn how to sew so I can cosplay on a budget

Probably going, but I don’t have an outfit. Was supposed to assemble a Ciel Phantomhive costume way back when for an event, but since it never happened…these things just fall to the far wayside until the last minute.  Also, no Dragon Con this year means I can bide my time with getting something together. Cos I’m too broke to assemble one right now.  I think some day I need to learn how to sew so I can cosplay on a budget

Happy Free Comic Book Day!

Some good, solid, super friendly local shops for the Downstate NY area to check out:

Blu Planet Comics Massapequa, NY. 50% discounts for first 25 people lined up before store opens at 11. Signings by John Broglia and Michael Sarrao (Unmasked, God Complex)

Fourth World Comics Smithtown, NY. Yvel Guichet and JC Vaughn signing 4-5pm

Time Warp Comics Hewlett, NY The only shop participating in FCBD in the 5 Towns. For a small store, this place is crammed with an extensive selection, and the owner’s very accommodating of special orders.

Bailey’s Comics Lindenhurst, NY Back-issues for a $1 and big discounts on graphic novels today.

Comic Book Depot Wantaugh, NY Joe Kelly (X-Men) signings

St Mark’s Comics Greenwich Village, NY. Great selection of alt/indie/underground titles

Long Island Comics West Babylon, NY Usually doesn’t do anything for FCBD, but the owner is a great conversationalist on all things pop culture, and his backlog of comics is cheap and impressive. Lots of rare and obscure stuff here.

Forbidden Planet NYC (Broadway)

Support your local music shop:

Looney Tunes West Babylon, NY (Bucketload of in-store performances and signings etc today, here)

Permanent Records Brooklyn, NY (Franklin St, Greenpoint)

High Fidelity Records Amityville, NY

Cd Island Rockville Centre, Ny

Mr. Cheapo CD & Record Exchange Mineola & Commack, NY

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Nicole M. Biondo Memorial Fund

8 years ago today, at age 17, my cousin passed away in a skiing accident. She was graduating High School that year and was all set to attend college in September. Me, my sister, her, and her three siblings were extremely close growing up, spending the majority of our summers together. It’s still a sucker punch every holiday and birthday and in-between to know she’s gone.    

Her siblings set up a Cause page for a college scholarship program in her name, and appreciates any and all support. For me, it’s enough that she’s remembered.   

Sitting here on a calm Sunday morning that’s just like any other dreary weekend morning when it was supposed to be Doom! Doom upon yer heads- This is why I feel the need to infuse humor into the situation, and slightly mock the predictions that were coming through. The media hype has belittled people down in states like Florida, Louisiana, and North Carolina who have lived through horrific hurricanes of cat 5 classes, and who have suffered more damage during this one.  It’s a sickness American society has had for over a decade. The complacency of people has grown, and the corps-owned media feeds upon this, creating its own cataclysms and self-imposed fates.  Yes, there is flooding and no power in some of NYC and LI right now, but to think we’re suffering on a scale fit for history is ludicrous, ridiculous, and down right sad.

So to the people who really felt the brunt of this storm, I feel for you. For those that whipped into panic because the media manipulated them, I hope they have learned to use some reasoning and logic, and to be somewhat skeptical of what other people tell you.

In the end, it’s nature. It’s an unstoppable force that we should respect with all our fragile beings. There’s nothing we can do but toughen up be prepared for it and not do stupid shit. Material objects get lost and destroyed, but they’re replaceable. Lives aren’t. This is where I seek my calmness and frivolity.

A very old and good friend, one of the people collaborating with me for the Busboy Blues cover art, is throwing a Zombie Crawl down in Long Beach this weekend. I didn’t make it to last year’s, but I heard it was a riot, and i’m hoping to get my ass there this time.

A very old and good friend, one of the people collaborating with me for the Busboy Blues cover art, is throwing a Zombie Crawl down in Long Beach this weekend. I didn’t make it to last year’s, but I heard it was a riot, and i’m hoping to get my ass there this time.

Hmm…ya know, i think the Montauk Monster might actually be some kind of tangible manifestation of a collective existential crises that exists beneath the facade of eastern Long Island living. Like the bloated, dilapidated carcass of last year’s new money, already used up, drug addled, neurologically un-spooled, and regulated to the secret Qouge trailer park. Just saying.

Hmm…ya know, i think the Montauk Monster might actually be some kind of tangible manifestation of a collective existential crises that exists beneath the facade of eastern Long Island living. Like the bloated, dilapidated carcass of last year’s new money, already used up, drug addled, neurologically un-spooled, and regulated to the secret Qouge trailer park. Just saying.