Information Overload

Wowie zowie, it's been a busy last few days. Had a great idea for a posting on Saturday, but then lots of other stuff happened. Even on the train when I was writing, stuff was happening. Damn stuff! Now, I really shouldn't even be writing about anything, I should be transcribing. Bad me. But, what to focus on here? Options include:

• the guy who rolled and started smoking a blunt right across from me on the G train
  
• my first contact with Staten Island (all five boroughs, baby)
• playing for NYC's most successful Russian-Jewish citizens at a fundraiser event in the UN building at which Hillary Clinton spoke * (and I forgot to take the *@^#ing camera, so sorry, no visuals)
  
• the Russian-Jewish-specializing club date band which enabled the last two potential topics
• last night's house-fire across the street
• the hot pink CD-holding portion of my new Al Green CD's jewel case
• long-awaited purchase of Ray Charles's Modern Sounds in Country and Western Music (yabaaaaiii!!)
• finding "black music" in Greenpoint
• the effect of technology marketing on personal freedom
  

I'm paralyzed by the choices. Perhaps I should come back later and see which muse blows flirtatiously in my ear. Yes yes. Check back later for expansions. I suppose I can also take requests.

* Next posting will include a sentence having even more prepositions.