The Craigslist Murders and other news
Just want you to know. There’s a copy of my new novel, THE CRAIGSLIST MURDERS, available at Amazon for $1,163. 53 plus shipping. Buy it right now and I’ll chip in with the shipping. Hahah! I’ll be treating you to a few excerpts from the book as the week rolls by. In the meantime, onto shipping of another kind…
The USS New York
Listen, they couldda used the seven tons of steel salvaged from the World Trade Center to build a Love Boat. The Navy does call the USS New York, “a symbol of hope.” What we got instead is a floating Death Star. I mean, Whoa! Talk about a ‘Don’t Fuck With Us” kind of boat. 12 stories of flat, matte gray steel, two huge, mysterious towers, and not a single freakin window. “A combination of humbleness and pride, says the Captain. Humbleness, it ain’t. More like Darkness incarnate. Apparently, it’s an assault transport ship. And it’s amphibious. Just the thought of this monster crawling onto 53rd St. would give me an instant infarction. It looks almost as ominous as that space ship hovering over Jo’Burg in District 9. Then you got all these pumped up guys, standing around, legs apart, cradling their M-16′s. I offered one of them a Yankees cap. We’re talking nada. No response whatsoever. But it’s open for tours if you’re in the mood. I chickened out after attempting to chat up one of the Iron Maidens, guarding the walkway.
But the boat broke the ice at a dinner on Friday night. Some artist had seen it passing by Ground Zero. It reminded him of the night he and a few buddies climbed from the 87th floor all the way to the top. This was during the construction years. They graffitii’ed their names on a concrete column in the old Windows of the World restaurant. Then we all started reminiscing. There was even laughter. Maybe we shoulda invited those guys with the M16′s.