(Sep 11) Some things are touchstones in one’s life. For each of us, these are different things.
First stop, arrival and re-departure
Stepped outside the station and started adjusting my camera
Wandered downtown, a reminder of college nights watching the Honeymooners with friends.
I’ve never worked at or owned a bar. I’ve imagined it a lot though. Odd.
Nothing screams Amish like an electric sign in midtown Manhattan
This is all Walter White really wanted.
I’ve had the Gorgeous George (it’s a burger)
(Apr 25) You thought March was over. We lied. But April too. Honest!
April started with reality TV stars in my midst
Does it look like it changed any since the one above?
(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.
(Jul 13) Today, I did something different. It wasn’t what I’d call a success story though, but that’s probably in no small part due to my not feeling well.
My arrival at HOPE 9
William Binney gave the keynote
Trust not the anonymous QR code
I admire the use of public space
A lesser-obtained angle for me
(Dec 31) The end of 2011. I will not miss it. If the year had a theme, it was the treachery of the NYLUG coup, and that I moved again, and that I’ve had a car under my feet instead of the pavement. That last one’s been taking some getting used to still.