Time has not passed easily here in the wastelands.
Those of a certain age or those who’ve worked there recognize this as part of a long line of items bearing this (informal?) company motto.
Radio City has been on the verge of going under for at least 40 years now.
Cablevision owns everything but the building itself now, I presume this will be the last change before it slips into oblivion.
I pruned the deadwood and it showed its appreciation by blooming.
I bought this rose bush for my mother as a child. It now languishes on the side of my father’s house. As do I.
You’ll never guess where I was on May 17th.
1964 World’s Fair Observation Towers. aka, the spaceships from Men in Black.
Uh oh… AIDS Walk 2010. They close the park drive for it.
I’m pretty sure I remember saying this before, but Central Park is to be avoided on AIDS Walk Day. Let’s see if we can avoid the Breast Cancer Run in September and the Breast Cancer Walk in October
I’m not feeling this like I used to, but I go because Pete wants to, and I need to escape every now and then.
I walk down here a lot, even when I don’t have a train to catch.
Among other things, I like to reassure myself I can escape suburbia.
The next day it was off to the park.
Failure of what was recently the most profitable restaurant in the United States.
They weren’t bad, if I recall correctly.
Unlike most days, it wasn’t crowded.
Pete’s been going to the park almost obsessively lately. Most of the time I go with him. The only problem with it is you can’t let your mind wander much. The bicyclists are the victims on the streets of NYC, but in Central Park, they’re pretty much the sole perpetrators of all unsafe conditions faced by everyone else.