Month: December 2010

This storefront has now been empty for years, it used to be my copy shop. But there’s been some activity and clean-up lately, and someone decided to put up a little holiday cheer.

I love the simple, no-frills genuineness of it.

I loved how this guy sang That’s Life at the Loser’s Lounge last night (didn’t save the program and I forget his name!). It’s such a wonderful sentiment (I’m going to pick myself up and get back in the race) until the end (I’m going to roll myself up in a big ball and die). He also made me happy because he dedicated the song to his boss, Obama.

This is Santa checking his list and checking it twice. I passed him by on my way to the Loser’s Lounge. I put on my “nice” face.

On my way back from the library I ran straight into Santacon!! Woohoo!!

Wait, what?

Whatever happened to you better not pout?

That’s right. The girls of Whoville show how it’s done! My favorite part, and I didn’t get a picture of it damnit, was when an old guy who really looked like Santa walked by in a suit and they all crowded around him and started bowing. “The real Santa!! The real Santa!” It was freaking adorable.

I took a bunch of shots trying to give a sense of how many Santas there were. Basically, lots.

Move it along Santa. Er, Santas.

In New York City, Santa catches a cab.

Thank God for them. I’ve been practically every day this week, and I have to run over to my local branch (Jefferson Market) to pick up a couple of books that have come in. What a great idea libraries were. Whose idea was it?

This is the main one at 42nd Street.

Two of them anyway. I’m sure I posted them before, I use them a lot. This first one is from the TV show Angel:

Angel: Well, I guess I kinda worked it out. If there’s no great glorious end to all this, if nothing we do matters, then all that matters is what we do. ‘Cause that’s all there is. What we do. Now. Today. I fought for so long, for redemption, for a reward, and finally just to beat the other guy, but I never got it. 
Kate: And now you do? 
Angel: Not all of it. All I wanna do is help. I wanna help because, I don’t think people should suffer as they do. Because, if there’s no bigger meaning, then the smallest act of kindness is the greatest thing in the world. 

This second one came from, of all things, a TV movie about alien abduction called Taken. I’d been dumped months before by the man I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with, and I was sitting on my couch in a stupor, realizing that there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.  I just wasn’t getting over it. Then this TV movie came on and the main character said:

“We’re all standing on the edge of a cliff.  All the time, every day.  A cliff we’re all going over.  Our choice isn’t about that.  Our choice is about whether we want to go kicking and screaming or whether we might want to open our eyes and our hearts to what happens once we start to fall.”

I started to feel better in that moment. Embrace the fall.

Christmas trees I passed by on my way home yesterday.