You’ll never guess where I was on May 17th.
1964 World’s Fair Observation Towers. aka, the spaceships from Men in Black.
Back on the LIE
That’s a lotta Coke bottles
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.
Like the ALT tags say.
From a walk to the grocery store along the LIRR tracks.
Unintentional Rebar Sculpture
These run the length of the LIRR station, which being the end of the electric service, is quite long.
MTA spelling sign fail.
I dropped in on Lindsay for a quick visit. She asked how Larry is, and who knows him as Viza.
Poor Lindsay moves so often, I can’t keep track of which stop to get off at. Unfortunately, this wasn’t it.
