I’m sure they have them elsewhere, but doormen still feel like such a quintessential New York thing to me.
I have to get to work on a new book proposal if I want to do something like eat this year. Oh, these are scary times. What would I do for a living if I can’t write books?? And yet people everywhere are losing their jobs and have to figure out something else to do.
Well, I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it.
So, this week. What’s up? A friend might be visiting today, have to call and see if that’s still on. An interview. An imovie class I signed up for at Apple. I’m giving a tour of the WTC with Tony, a volunteer friend from St. Paul’s Chapel. American Idol finale (I do love my tv). And work work work on that proposal.
That’s my plan for this week. I came up with a title for the pigeon photo series I want to do: Pigeons I Have Loved for a Few Seconds.