p s e u d o r e a l
Better Than Real Because It's Not.
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November began with nine days left on the lease at my Carroll St. apartment.
Root canal, visit one of five. Tony said “pics or it didn’t happen.”
It’s hard to see, but that’s a rooster, full of peppers.
Nice plate. I wonder if the cops are amused.
Back from the dentist, and off to paint “next apartment.”
Painting done, returning to Brooklyn.
I finally got a good shot of this. I never realized it was down the block from me.
The end is very very near now.
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October ends, and my 10 day countdown begins.
This sign is what my new business idea is about.
I dropped in on Lindsey and Rachel.
Joe’s ATM. Reminds me of the old joke “Would you trust your money with Joe’s Bank?
Someone from the bar this was outside of freaked and wanted to know why I was taking pictures.
There’s always something new on President St.
They’re doing a lot of work here at the Jefferson stop on the L
I’ll note though that all for all the work they do, they’re just replicating a 100 year old system that should have been replaced long ago. It’s the finest early 1900’s technology created today.
That’s a mighty bold claim. I wonder if that’s gone unchallenged.
When I took this, I was going to note how ridiculously early the Christmas decorations were.
Then, like with Joe’s ATM I got chased down by some guy who said it was his business and demanded to know why I was taking pictures. When I told him, he sheepishly said “Oh, they’re still up from last year.”
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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.
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Closing out September…
Lord Landon’s people put a strange crown atop his head
Then it was out to Port Jefferson
The control panel of a tardis?
No, it’s Pete’s sawmill
The hydraulics push and prod the log into place
Unrounded
Sliced into boards
And sliced some more
Then I went home and past crazy sign person, who’s at it again.
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September has been something to endure. And that’s being cheerful about it.
When the gate’s open, I step in for a few shots.
I keep meaning to just ask someone if I can come in.
I’d like to get shots of all of it before I move.
Crazy Sign Person went into re-runs.
I remember when summer meant marigolds
Speaking of memory, the night depository is a relic now, right?
Returning from the bank in the early morning, I saw an apple on the sidewalk.
I looked up.
Then I went out to Port Jefferson. I always walk to the LIRR now as well. My legs are cheaper and still more reliable than the subway.
It rained. It was apropos.
Wet. Scattered. Metaphor.
Down the drain and on the street.
Hot Pink. Not the ideal way to keep Victoria’s Secret.
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