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.
With Adam in town for a rare visit, we went out to dinner at Sala 19.
Larry knows Tony knows food.
And that every word Tony tells you is absolutely true.
It was discovered that bacon defeats vegetarianism.
Lunar New Year! I should get pictures in Chinatown…
I’ve never paid any attention to this before.
(All from Jan 9) Happy Fucking New Year.
I should have photographed the ruts the vehicle made in the lawn.
This had to cost someone a pretty penny.
A brief stop for some laughs with the lovely Lindsay.
Apparently the automated line has fancy video displays.
I’m sure the Windows2000 that runs the train appreciates the visual.
2008 will soon be over. It won’t be missed.
Not much love for this guy all over this block.
(October 19) Those showing up today got a free wooden cheapo-crap set of dominos. The view was much more worth the trip.