This is what Gatz has to say:
Got back from New York City about 9 days ago. I went there for 7 days ostensibly to see my son, Austin, and his new girl-friend Rebecca. I also went to familerize (?) myself more with the city and to see: Brooklyn Bridge, Guggenheim Museum, Whitney Museum, and whatever else. I didn't have a big agenda.
Austin had to work alot + take classes, Rebecca was also busy so I had time on my hands. At first I slunk (word?) into my usual thing of: "I have to wait until Austin is off because I couldn't possibly get around Manhatten by myself. So I felt trapped in the city and was really unhappy so I just decided I couldn't do that and I took my Metro Card and took off for the subway.
I taught myself how to get all over the city by subway and busses and I was so happy. My weird experience (you seem to have to have one right away to test how badly you want to learn something) was my first solo subway ride and this little kid, Orlando, was running around loose and his mother instead of hanging on to him thought he was so cute being a pest.
So he locks onto me sitting there minding my own business and he walks right up, tries to unlock my travel bag, then he reached up and grabs my ear, tried to grab my nose and generally bugged the shit out of me. WELL, I kept my cool because he was about 5 years old but the other riders (packed train) kept looking at me to see what I was going to do.
This went on for about 15-20 minutes and I confess my fantasy was grabbing him and throwing him back to his mother with these words: "I'm sick of the not so cute "Orlando" annoying me so hang on to him".
Mercifully, she got off one stop before me and I got through it. Past the subway test and things went well from there. The little shit!
