IT PAYS TO TAKE YOUR COMPUTER ON THE EL

Sunday night 5/29/05, 9:12pm

The gut in leather tries to catch up to his portly perhaps 1/4 samoan lady who has already sat down. The train brakes sending him flying forward, catching a rail in a dramatic and fake way. he states that in parachuting they say "just go with the flow." He's wearing leather jacket, leather pants, leather gloves, a leather jacket and a shirt with big letters making some profound statement, but since the jacket obscured much of the sentiment I'm left thinking it says "I'M STILL WEIRD". He looks like Tom Waits' younger brother. Her peacoat is adorned with AIDS ribbons, yellow ribbons, American flags.

He shows her a piece of art I can't and never do see and asks her if she'd like to buy a print. He response is that "Airbrushing is hard to do." "Well when you begin, yeah."

He mentions he's got to get more sleep tonight, they were up until two and she can't believe when she woke up he was still talking. I, however, can belive it.

The Gut tests out a vibrating glove. They are hard to get on and he's not happy about it. He tries it on and touches her knee with it. It's not very effective, he describes a pair he saw once that were very effective, they'd make people jolt. Then he bitches how hard they are to get off and examines the battery pack. He complains that the cover of the box for the vibrating gloves show people using them in a hottub and comes to the conclusion that these would never make it in a hottub. She says that's how she broke her first vibrator.

Too busy writing. Missed the segue in the conversation but he said "you should try Salerno" "What's Salerno?" She says. "Nudist camp." "No thank you" "Well it's clothing optional."

And I got off.