(May 21) As soon as I saw Prime Ave, I knew I was back in the old hood. I lost my mainframe virginity in that neighborhood.
I didn’t recognize the area, just the sign
We used to come here to de-stress from writing code, at lunchtime
Always interesting to note WWI plaques always assumed there’d only be one world war
It’s surprising how much I don’t remember about the place
But the willows, those I remember
These Long Island stone bridges are of a certain era
These are apparently an invasive species
But now we’ve pretty much seen it all
Time to go. Shall we do it again in another 25 years?
And finally, we arrive at the place of my former employment. The data center was where “Elite Sports Performance” is now. You entered through the two-story building to the left.
(May 19) I finally set foot on Staten Island. For a funeral. Is there a message in that?
But first, in Port Jefferson a project that should have taken a month or two if you’re feeling generous is now well into its second year of snarling traffic for miles day and night. The entire Empire State Building, including demolition only took as long as this roadwork has so far.
On Staten Island, down the block from the funeral, there is a park.
I didn’t have time to actually find the lakes in Clove Lakes Park, but the map says they’re there.
I guess Star Of Bethlehem grows wild
A jogger complimented my tie. I think I was flirted with.
In case you forget you’re in New York City, here’s a fire hydrant, to shatter the illusion.
How do you know it’s not a good day? I’m riding a city bus and paying $6 to do it
Unfortunately, the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge is not a walkable bridge
(Jun 19) Roosevelt Island is about to get a large dose of change. It’s going to be change they won’t like one bit. It’s inevitable though. Underscoring this, it’s a Bruce Ratner project now, who will co-own the buildings, which come with free land, courtesy of the city. I can’t help but think the city is poor at selling itself to have to give so much away to those who will directly profit from this initiative. The idea that anyone has gotten a piece of Roosevelt Island free just seems scandalous.
It is a beautiful place, with a view of the east side.
Aside from the subway, and a bridge to Astoria, the tram is the only other way on and off the island.
And then on the other side of the tram bridge… you’re there already.
Now you see it… soon you won’t.
(Aug 1) The second half of my trip from downtown to Penn Station.
The suburban hydrants are all painted yellow. I like this better.
Even the buildings want to be loved
This undoubtedly is a Jim Power mosaic.
When these churches went up, they were probably the tallest things around. Today, they seem small indeed.
A relic that will doubtless soon be gone
Passing through the farmer’s market
The statue of Andy Warhol for no apparent reason
This faux rat probably ended the day stolen
Then back to the land of ‘meh’
(Aug 1) A trip to see a client downtown. I walked back up Broadway as I have many times before, knowing this time, like the other times, would be different from any other time.
Seen passing through Jamaica Station… WTF.
They abbreviate all the bad things. Coincidence?
I need to find out what this is
It’s still a surprise anything ever got started
I set out after visiting a client, and passed through City Hall Park
Thomas Schütte
“Memorial for Unknown Artist”
Elmgreen & Dragset
“It’s Never Too Late to Say Sorry”
I left the park, heading up Broadway….
Beverly Pepper
“Manhattan Sentinels”