Ray's Benefit went well

We had the benefit for Ray's Candy Store on Sunday night and all went well. I just want thank everyone for helping out. Thanks Hilda, Eden, John Dolan, D-60, Fly, the Derelicts, Casa de Chihuahua, Ezra, Stza, Mike, Shayne, C-Squat, Amy, Popeye, Vera, those crusty kids from the park and anyone/everyone i forgot for helping out Ray. For now Ray's Candy Shop is still around he still need a bit more help and I will be there soon to help clean up and get some more stuff done. Also thank you everyone for showing up. We will try to throw another benefit for Ray later on in the summer if possible. Anyway thanks again and of course we all love Ray and hope he is around for years to come.

Benefit for Ray's Candy Shop

C-Squat is having a benefit for Ray on Sunday June 7 at 5:30PM till 10:30Pm

Come one come all to help Ray pay his fines and do some renovations.
If you love Ray and want to help him come over.

10 dollar donation

155 Avenue C
NY, NY 10009

C-Squat

Please Come and help.

There will be live music.

Bands TBA later.

The Slumgoddess Is Watching You

This is a warning to everyone out there. The Slumgoddess is watching you and you don't even know it but you might be next on her list. You are not safe she is hiding in the cracks and cravases. She is behind that tree or bush or she might be sitting right next to you. She can get into your house and take your picture. She got the keys we don't know how but when you least expect it she there and then your picture and story is on the internet. Just trying to get a coffee or hot dog at Ray's Candy Store she's there, sitting having a beer at C-Squat she's there, relaxing in Tompkins she's there, sitting on the toilet she's there. You can't escape there is know escape because she is right behind you. Boo! 

back in the day

Ray would give me frosty crumb cakes. They tasted good, one day old but still fine. My only job was to play defense. We had to keep Hot Dog away, she messed up business always. I loved her though she was my favorite. We had nothing against her she just liked to drink, but we wanted some frosty crumb cakes. Even though they were one day old they still tasted so sweet. We had a job and there was no way around it. It was us or her and she had spirits on her side "Thunderbird" and "Mad Dog 20-20" and all we had was the last of our "Midnight Dragon" to keep us going, but it had to be enough. We had a job to do and we did it well or we thought we did or knew how to, but shit Hot Dog is a tough mother. So this is the story of how Marlene aka Hot Dog kicked our ass. It is not pretty but it is true...