2008 will soon be over. It won’t be missed.
Bouncing through Bushwick
…. interesting.
Not much love for this guy all over this block.
This view was unexpected
I’m pretty much ignoring Christmas this year again. It just reminds me of Billy.
(December 7, 2008) One year ago today, Billy, my shadow for nearly 13 years, had to leave. It is an unspeakable thing.
(December 3) This week, helped a friend move, saw Dorkbot.
One last trip to Bushwick.
The MTA is broken. Very very broken.
Big junk.
Big scandal.
It’s not really showing slides.
Which more or less boils down to….
This,
and this.
Next to the junk truck, we have the cheeky booty.
I love the cobblestone streets.
(November 23) In what is likely to be the last expedition for November, I headed from the Tree Huts in Madison Square Park to the Roosevelt Island Tram terminal to see Dylan Mortimer’s Prayer Booths. I got there just in time not to see them assembled, which was a bummer in that I saw one of them enough that I’m not likely to spend the time and money to go back. Allow me to say once again, that I despise Standard Time.
These, are the sorry excuses (kiosks) for what passes for a phone booth these days.
Above, are from our local telephone monster, Verizon.
This, would be most of a Prayer Booth. Apparently he takes them in at night, possibly due to the graffitti.
Although to be honest, the graffitti stain adds an authenticity to the Prayer Booths that would have been otherwise absent given nothing else around here is free from some kind of …. urban weathering.
In keeping with my previous Astroland theme, I probably won’t go back to see them in an assembled condition, but now that I’ve said that,….
As of now, for the first time in months, there’s nothing left in the queue here.
