No Dorkbot for me this month. Larry invited me to tag along at an art exhibition.
On the way to the Armory, I passed this collection of dismembered cattle.
Apparently you could go inside, but there wasn’t time.
(click on this one to see it in action)
There were anatomically correct sleeping figures.
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.
(September 11) This year, I had the same camera as last year, but in the end I decided to go take some photos again this year, and Viza was looking for an excuse to get out of the house, so he came along with me. In the third year I’ve been around to see the lights, I already know that the ideal forecast is party cloudy, and this year we were lucky.
Outside the fire station on Carroll & Bond
Viza and I wait for the subway
I literally heard this scene calling out to be photographed. Is that how it works for people with talent? I’ve always wondered.
Seven years later, there’s still a whole lotta nothing here
The sages of the World Trade Center speak to us
Dorkbot is one of my favorite things to go to. Nobody knows me there;
it’s all fun and no work when you’re on the audience side of the podium.
His heart beats, you see it in realtime.
You can watch him use the various parts of his brain too.
Yes, Pete has a cup of black coffee in one hand, and a lit cigar in the other, and he’s rollerblading in Central Park.
(he’s wearing the same shirt as last time too)
Back on Smith St. in Brooklyn, they let some kids decorate the boards used to conceal a construction site. They should do this more often.
Back to Central Park, Pete leads the newbies through the AIDS walk after-crowd.
The cops eventually made them clear out. Surprised?
Finally it was off to visit Josh at the Harold & Kumar Frat House.