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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Rate Hikes

Dear MTA,

Riddle me confused. Why are you increasing our rates? On more than one occassion, I've had the entire shuttle car to myself ... in the middle of the day. I don't mind. It's nice not to be harrassed by pan-handlers, songsters, and the Help the Homeless people. Can't you take some of our fees and get more cops on the train to curtail that?


Oh, and obviously you aren't using the extra money to replace missing restroom signs on the Metro-North trains. We have to do that ourselves. You won't let us drive them, but you'll let us fix them.
Just wondering. I don't really need a response. I'm just venting.

Hugs and kisses,
Auntie Nettie
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