addendum

this weekend's trip to new york was the first time i'd ever been to the city and not had to ride the subway at all. whether i was going across town or just ten blocks south to an old-man-style gay bar (named, fittingly, oscar wilde's--i told scott that they should make it a theme bar and put a docket in one corner and a victorian-looking prison cell in the other.), we rode in style. we rode in CABS.

when i lived with scott in spanish harlem that summer, eating hot dogs and ramen so that i could spend my money on cigarettes and booze, taking a taxi anywhere seemed about as likely--as i said on saturday--as riding a rainbow starship to xanadu. oh, how things have changed.