I took this just a few minutes ago, walking by in front of the Magnolia Bakery, the bakery made famous by Sex and the City. I usually work it so that I’m not on this side on the street, but sometimes the universe isn’t in my side. I have to squeeze through crowds like this to get home.
It kills me when I want to mail letters. People like that guy on the phone are usually on the other side, and I’ll walk up, letters in hand, and say “excuse me!” It always takes them a minute. Then you see the dawn of understanding. “Oh! This is a mailbox! You want to mail something! People still do that!”
It’s funny when that happens, actually.
There’s a big demonstration at the proposed Islamic community center tomorrow. I feel ill at the thought of it, but I don’t think I’ll be able to resist stopping by and taking pictures. I work just a couple of blocks away.