BFF Visit: Day Seven & Eight

I met up wih Erc again on Sunday night. She had slept over Kristen's the night before while I worked. Erc came to my work and we went back to my place from there. She told me that she had gone to Coney Island and what not earlier in the day. Sounded pretty cool.

As we waited for our transfer on the subway ride, this crazy hobo just kept yelling weird shit. "She was foaming out the mouth! She ate yo' kids!" Erc and I kept giving each other looks that basically read as "What the FUCK?" We would continue to talk and then we'd hear him yell again. "Grandma, why'd you eat me? You already ate seven of us. You ate Freddy. Why you gotta eat me, too? 'Cause I'm fat?...What happened to my kids? I dunno. I bet they got kidnapped."

Yeah, he was a strange one. He got on the same subway car we did and I had a revelation! I had totally seen this guy before. He rode the J train with me once when I went over to Jeremy's. He seemed normal then. He walked around the car saying this certain speech (which he did for us then, too) stating his name was Santiago and that he was homeless. He asked for any help possible to get "a hot meal today." Then, he'd end it with "whether you give or not: thank you and God bless."

I remembered him because I liked his name and because he seemed so sincere. I gave him money on that train ride, but on this one, he kind of scared me.

Erc and I went to The Library (bar) for a drink and then went home. The next morning, we woke up and took Erc to the airport. We said our goodbyes, and I left for work.

I should mention, though, that Erc got to see one of my favorite subway performers on our way to the port of air. He is this Hispanish man who "plays" the panflute along to a CD of pop-panflute songs. A favorite of his is "My Heart Will Go On," by Celine Dion. Basically, he doesn't really play the panflute, he "lipsyncs" it and randomly will play a little here and there to "harmonize." He has a microphone and speakers set-up and everything - like he's ACTUALLY playing it. He's AWFUL. AWFULLY AWESOME. His showmanship is amazing! (This time he was rockin' a recorder, guitar and panflute. What a performer!) Here is a picture and a video that only captures an inkling of his greatness. There is a dumb hipster who gets in the way of my filming. It's kind of funny.

Anyway, having Erc here was really nice. I'm sure we got annoyed at certain points, but she really is like a sister to me. She's still the only person to have come to New York JUST to see ME. I love her. I can't wait to see her when I go home for Christmas. She and I have seen each other through some shit, and I could not be happy enough that she came to visit me. You're the best, Erca Whale. Now, quit trying to be my girlfriend. I told you, I don't swing that way.

Kidding,
T Bag