What I hoped to be writing here this morning was a thumbnail sketch of my night out with █████ last night, when we attended a preview screening of Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest at the Ziegfeld. But immediately afterward, a loud thump soured what had been a
Remember the Greenpoint warehouse fire on May 2nd? Check out these before-and-after photos by Thomas Brodin.
This has really not been a good week. I blame Work Hell for my temporal dislocation. And for turning me into a complete asshat. I woke up this morning thinking: "Prince! At Bryant Park! This morning! Yay!" But then in the shower, I thought: "Wait, Prince is
It is, of course, Work Hell this week. I don't know if you're observing it where you work, but we are here. At any rate, I took a couple of hours this evening to sneak away from the celebration and meet a science fiction friend and
Everyone and his dog has probably seen this cut-and-paste job of Bushy reciting the lyrics to "Sunday Bloody Sunday," but I hadn't, and it cheered me greatly this morning when ❦nitewanderer sent it to me: http://www.break.com/index/sundaybush.html This week is officially
I forgot to report my Friday subway adventure! Friday afternoon I left the office at 4:45, but I didn't make it home until nearly 7:00 pm. Seems most all of the underground subway lines leading into Queens were flooded in the thunderstorms. My usual 6 station
Walking to the subway just before nine, I could see the smoke from this Greenpoint warehouse fire, still rising in a thick column way off in the distance. Random bag check in the Steinway Street subway station. I didn't get picked, but as always I was prepared to
The new Pearl Jam album Pearl Jam comes out tomorrow. People are lining up around the block at the Tower Records at Broadway and 4th, where a midnight purchase of the new disc will also get you a free ticket to a secret Pearl Jam club show at Irving Plaza
Presented without comment, except to say that it takes a long time to load, here is the New York Times' interactive New York City homicide map, mashed up using Ajax apparently.
The Google logo today for Joan Miró is quite lovely. The more I read about the rescue operation for the passengers stranded on the Roosevelt Island tram a couple of days ago, the happier I am that I never did get around to riding it. █████ and I always talked about
A man walking down Broadway in Astoria twirling his bamboo cane like a drum major with a baton.
I popped uptown today to have lunch with my lovely wife █████ and a few of our friends. I met █████ and Anand outside their office, but we were nearly frustrated in our attempts to reach the next rendezvous point by the Mitzvah Tank convoy rolling down Fifth Avenue with a police
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