(June 20) A few shots from the subway station, and people.
My back hurt, it was time to leave the Mermaid Parade.
Not the makeout tunnel, but it was today.
Sometimes I post the blurry ones because I like the way they look, sometimes because it’s all I have.
(June 20) Despite the rain, I was determined to see the Mermaid Parade. When I got there, I got close to the street, but this girl in front of me leaned her umbrella forward so that it was hard to see, when she wasn’t bashing other people in the head with it.
There were a lot of people here for a parade in the rain.
Tim knows all about the rollercoaster of love.
The pirates were at the beach instead of the bay.
Unsurprisingly, the Marty Markowitz contingent was present and accounted for.
Hot tar sundaes, a New York City tradition.
A subtle car, for a subtle parade.
Out of work models want you to show you their tits.
I’ll bet he had sore feet when it was over.
(June 13) Park Slope. I see gay people!
People were supposed to throw change into the flag.
I wish I could remember who these guys were.
The city wastes no time cleaning up. Traffic was right behind the street sweepers.
The non-event parts of June.
The strange sign person was feelin groovy.
Twitter was completely useless. Before Iran at least.
This still claimed not to be a urinal. The evidence still claimed otherwise.
There was honeysuckle in Port Jefferson.
There was an unexpected local view of the Empire State Building.
There were many trips to Port Jefferson to do nasty work.