A GREAT DAY....OR....THE EIGHT DOLLAR PRIVILEGE

Well, not to sound like a broken blog, but it was into Manhattan again this afternoon for Tony, Jeremiah, and myself for yet another auction. So the ride in was great, no traffic, good weather, so it was easy in. (Though it hurts now with the 8.00 to get into the city). It just got better from there...The auction was on the corner of 50th and 9th, we got right onto 10th ave and cruised right up to 50th st. and right on the corner a car was pulling out from a meter, so BAM, we were in, and only one block from the auction. It was 2:00 at this point and the auction started at 2:30..sweeet. I loaded up on quarters to feed the meter for the 3 or so hours we might be and Tony took charge of being the meter feeder for me. (You might see where this is going by now) The auction got off at about 3:00, so Tony ran to feed the meter, good for another hour. Auction went well, and we got some cool stuff as well as a few things we needed and it was now a little after 4, the auction was winding down and Tony run's out again. "Ring-Ring" goes my cell phone..."Brad, your car is gone, it was towed" "Get the fuck outta here" "no, really man, we were towed" "shit".
"Yea, the meters were til' 4, after that it's a no parking zone" "shit". Tony comes back to the restaurant to see what our plan is. So we decide we will walk over to the impound lot over on 38th and 12th. On our way over we notice helicopters hovering over the Hudson, then we see NYPD walking in riot helmets as well as alot of horseback. What the fuck is going on?? Then traffic is backed up, we walk past a bus that was just completely burnt out by a fire. Cops are directing traffic. This is a nightmare. I ask a cop "what is going on?" There is a protest on 12th ave outside the Chinese Consulate over Tibet, and it looks as though someone launced a paint can of "blood" at the building. The NYPD must have felt that these 100 or so Buddhist Tibetens might be complete anarchists and try to charge the building and burn and kill everyone inside because they had a line of mounted officers outside the building and the area was swarming with police everywhere. Anyway, we got out of that mess, found our way into the impound lot, and after paying 185.00 to the very nice woman behind a bullet-proof glass window we were on our way, and back to 50th street to pack up our "booty" and get back to NJ. Just another day in the life of trying to get this place open. I just know the next trip will be great, I just know it! Did I nmane this "GREAT DAY"??? I meant "SHITTY DAY, and the privilege to pay eight dollars for one"...
Tommorrow will be nothing but good news...I promise! I've been meditating!
b.