(Oct 6) preed came to town, his first visit since 2007. I didn’t get to spend enough time with him the last time because Billy had just begun his death spiral. This time Paul probably saw more than enough of me. This is that story. <insert Law & Order sound here />
He stayed in the Columbus Circle area
The crazy people were there to greet us
He gave a talk at the Wall St. Atrium
We had lunch at Katz’s. The live entertainment was a family that repeatedly left their baby unattended at the table where it sucked on a mustard bottle.
We walked to Brooklyn across the Brooklyn Bridge
Then walked back to Manhattan across the Manhattan Bridge
We made landfall in Chinatown.
Someone in the Bronx who works at the Irish bar he ate at cloned his card to buy a $1000 phone.
(May 16) I needed to go for a walk.
I was feeling crabby, but I had a better day than these guys.
Where you can still get a $5 haircut.
It’s a very interesting neighborhood, and I haven’t seen much of it yet.
I think this is the neighborhood signpost.
As usual, dusk was settling into evening.
This seemed to have captured everyone’s attention.
The Hong Kong Supermarket had burned down.
(May 10) I went back to DUMBO.
This building happens to be owned by the MTA itself, and long ago became a symbol of the agency’s FAIL syndrome.
Everyone knows sneakers grow on bridges, not trees.
Grimaldi’s, one of our famed pizza places with a line around the block.
Another thinking tour. My return to the Brooklyn Bridge. Didn’t come up with any good ideas.
This journey began in Chinatown, on Canal St.
While talking to Tony, I ran into this metaphor for our financial system
Sushi, Blimpie, Pizza, and Pasta. Ohhhh kay!
Thanks to the Empire State Building, it’s a little different every time I’m here.
I wandered back down Smith St., past this illusion
And then along Carroll, back to pseudoreal headquarters.
(August 30) Visit to the Manhattan Bridge, walking from DUMBO, Brooklyn to Chinatown, Manhattan, continued.
More advice from the sages that inhabit the metropolitan area bridges
I’ll bet it says that to everyone on the bridge
Can you tell it’s not Beijing?
Homer Simpson says buy something!
The end of any adventure. The gift shop.