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Better Than Real Because It's Not.
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(Jan 8) Suddenly, nothing happened. I am still in Port Jefferson, apparently for the year. But it doesn’t feel like home either.
There’s been a fire
I don’t really remember what was here.
Through the woods
Past the train yard
Toward where I sleep
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(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.
Dreary
Dark
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(Nov 29) It’s become crazy time. My landlord is liquidating his life’s possessions. I’m trying to keep mine from going out the door with his. Still don’t know where I’m going to land, and Port Jefferson doesn’t feel like home because of it.
At one corner of my desk
Viza gave me this. I wonder if Josh still has his?
The town has decorated for the season and its Dickens Festival
The car still feels like something new and transient in my life
This pre-seasoned chicken was all that seemed suitable. It was horrible.
My gesture toward the holiday.
Port Jefferson Village
Tick tick tick. That’s the sound of Port Jefferson running out.
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(Sep 17) I left Port Jefferson for the second time in November 2010. I returned to the same exact location September 15, 2011. Moving is becoming a ceaseless process. Upon my return, it becomes clear quickly that I won’t be staying long either.
It’s nice to be back in a familiar place. The Spanish part of uptown continues to grow, while “Antique Alley” holds steady.
You did realize Lava Lamp is a brand name, right?
Uptown’s getting a little rough though. One of Pete’s workers was nearly beaten to death in a robbery right near here.
Back downtown, past the power plant
Barnum Ave, firehouse in the distance down the side street.
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(Sep 11) It is past 9 PM on a Sunday night. I head into the city with the ubercamera for a familiar journey. I really don’t know much about how to use the camera still at this point (and still don’t), but I got some good results. Again, this may be the last time they do The Lights, and the neighbors must absolutely hate the installation. So, although I have to move in a couple of days, I get on the train.
Brooklyn Bridge, 1:15 AM. That brightness in the distance turned out to be The Tribute In Light.
Not only did the clouds defile the view, so did the contractor working on the bridge.
Despite these unfortunate circumstances, the ubercamera remained uber.
Oh how far my new camera has come from the others.
At this point, I still wasn’t quite sure they were even on.
A look around… Downtown.
Midtown, Manhattan Bridge, Empire State and Chrysler Buildings. The top of the ESB is in the cloud cover.
There it is.
The clouds were unfortunate, to say the least.
Tributes to the dead.
The new station. It is a big yawn, and no longer opens in a convenient spot (for me).
I wonder what that’s lit for.
I do some version of this shot every time.
Phaser attack?
This was the only decent shot out of a dozen in this same spot, which I’ve used in the past.
One more “it looks like it’s coming from the building” shot.
This one really is coming from the top of the building. This is the parking garage the installation sits atop.
The Lights are not actually at the World Trade Center. There, down the block, is the new One World Trade Center.
Up close, and personal.
I don’t like this shot so much, but it is the last one I took for the evening, and thus possibly the last one I’ll take of the Tribute In Light.
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