And into October, my last month in Brooklyn for now…
This guy wasn’t annoying. That’s pretty good praise in regard to subway musicians. In theory some entertainment down there should be a good thing, but really, it’s not.
I’d been thinking about him again a lot, due to my impending move.
It really was been all about him for a long time.
This does not constitute proof that crazy sign person is not in fact, a zombie
Smith St. and I go way back. I used to pick up shampoo for my boss at the salon 2 doors down back in another life.
Since the subway system has been crawling with cops, it didn’t surprise me to see the mystery machine turned on at Union Square. I gather it sniffs the air for something, but that’s about all I know.
Then back out to the sawmill for a day to turn this walnut log into boards
This reminds me of this
Unfortunately a big part of the log had been ruined by carpenter ants
I finally got a good shot here on a swing through Park Slope.
