SMS Highlight Reel, vol. 19

Friend lives on the Upper West Side. He takes the train all the way down the island to the Staten Island Ferry terminal, to Staten Island, to a gypsy cab, to a prison, to teach philosophy to minimum security inmates. I live in waydowntown Manhattan. And as you know, I take a train up the entire length of the island, under the Harlem River to the very end of the Bronx, to a gypsy cab, to a community college, to teach philosophy to kids who sometimes miss class because "my friend was shot and killed outside of his house with baby in hand."

Here is our SMS exchange this morning:

Just another morning no the boat to prison...









Jesus christ! Help her out.

Docs just wheeled her away.

And then, the concord just floated by in front me the statue of liberty!









Have fun in the chocolate factory, charlie.

We are the music makers, we are the dreamers of dreams.