It seems that as of late 2008 Y2K has finally arrived, and it had nothing to do with poor computer programming practice.
MTA FAIL. Not only does water flow in unimpeded from the street, the ceiling leaks 3 feet away. It’s been like this for years.
MTA FAIL2. They were at the edge of the street when I arrived. Three hours later, this crew of at least 10 workers, and 2 MTA police had 30 feet of blacktop to show for themselves. This may be one reason why the MTA is more in the red than some countries spend in a year.
The gardens on High St. look more than a bit less impressive than last year.
This place was sold about six years ago, and has been continually screwed with ever since. Six years of construction.
This is what a private bailout loan looks like. It ain’t pretty, really.
The Union St. sign weirdness continues.
“Annie’s Garden”, one of the many (apparently) “Gardens of Union”.
I needed to try and come up with some ideas, so last week I went bridge-walking. I ended up walking off at the end of the bridge and all the way home. Only generated one interesting idea.
The journey this time, started on the Manhattan side.
I find the parts of the bridge over land are actually more interesting views.
The one thing you don’t get a good view of from the bridge, is the bridge.
I like how the light reflects off the water here.
The bridge portion of his trip “officially” ended not at the gift shop, but at (the outside of) Junior’s.
Multiple Computer FAIL.
They follow directions excellently.
I missed the train by less than 60 seconds. Yay.
What lurks beyond the wire grate?
No Dorkbot for me this month either. If I don’t make it in May, I’ll have to wait until September.
My bank’s technology choices continue to frighten me, though unsurprising they may be.
Delilah has become the most affectionate cat I’ve ever seen. When she goes back in heat again, it’s going to be crazy.
They’re glad it’s almost over at this point.
Then I ended up out on Long Island, taking the lamentable 6:49PM from Stony Brook. This train takes 30 minutes longer to get to the city than any other since it waits in stations while the rush hour traffic passes it on the single track of the Port Jefferson Branch.