(Oct 19) Preed came to town. So much happens when he’s here. Much much more than happens in several months lately.
Sometimes the signs are unclear.
We visited the Museum of the Moving Image, in Astoria. I forget what this thing is,
but the model is very elaborate
Another reminder of the Honeymooner’s. The second one recently.
Ken needs to make sure Barbie doesn’t end up alone with Shatner
No photos at the Breaking Bad “exhibition” wedged into a corner
(Jun 10) This month has been difficult and frustrating, and for all that, so little has changed.
The proprietor of this establishment, glimpsed.
Rumors of Junior always looking unhappy disproved
The heterochromia of the illuminations
(May 25) I don’t know where this month went. It seems to have been largely consumed by drama in the house. The housemate with the screaming, crying, children will be gone June 1. Those kids are doomed. Doomed. Even their father has given up on them already and they’re only seven and eight.
This time, Junior didn’t get canned.
Romeo continues to lead a hard life
Back in one of the most familiar places
It’s not as tall as the Twin Towers, unless you count the oversized pole on the roof. It’s not even going to be the tallest in the city. But finally, that’s as tall as it’s going to get, and the pole is on the roof.
(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?
(Feb 28) A whole lot of nothing. Been sick. Mission now… make things happen in March.
Rolling along, same ol’ same old.
Passing under the action. Or the lack thereof.