Your Unemployed Daughter

© Melinda Arons

It’s been a freakin’ weird summer so far, right? I mean, what with the 41 days of rain followed by all of those celebrity deaths, and Jess and Tony Romo’s split, and then today at my freelance gig I noticed a framed ink drawing of someone who quite remarkably resembles Huck’s friend Jim, the runaway slave, fishing rod and all, and I wonder about the appropriateness of such artwork in an office environment, but who am I to say anything, so I shuffle along, head down, hoping the printer works this time.

But sometimes something seems off and you just have to say something. Take a picture, even. And that is a situation my dear friend and high-powered television exec (yes, she’s employed, but don’t hold that against her) Melinda found herself in tonight, when she witnessed what she deems “Ghostbusters Weather” somewhere in the vicinity of the West Village.

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Future's So Bright

Oh, no, it’s the moon, hanging all low over my East Village street, lackadaisical, pretty lit, just like … an unemployed person?

But look how bright and golden and shiny it is! How full and perfectly round! Look at that potential!

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The message light is on, but no one is home.