Beggars in Hartford CT vs those in New York. Something about, for me, in New York I know just how close I would be to being homeless if I didn't have lots of credit cards to carry me over times of joblessness. Knock wood. In Hartford I can't see the context. Lots of squeeky clean cut people and some beggars who seem from another part of the planet.
I got 24 Hour Party People from Netflix a while back and finally watched it last weekend. Very interesting for me. Joy Division was the last band for me to discover before I stopped keeping current with rock/pop music. Of course, being in Dallas TX meant that my friend played me their album for the first time only weeks before Mr Curtis exited. I haven't watched the movie all the way through yet, skipping to the dvd extras after Curtis's suicide. For the last 3 days I have been constantly humming this version of "Love will Tear US Apart" which I found last spring via a live journal friend.
OK. I either must go do work or sleep now. I choose sleep.