A blog about New York City, my books, and my cats. Mostly.
Brought to us by The NYPD Transit Bureau, Neighborhood Policing, and the MTA. It was genuinely great. You can’t really tell just how great in my video because I’m screaming practically the whole time, and it was dark. I didn’t capture all the people jumping out at me, especially the Texas Chainsaw guy at the end, who was spectacular.
Go tomorrow, the last day, from 4 to 7pm! It’s at Union Square, and people are lining up at the 15th Street entrance, inside the subway though.
I explored my father’s barn in Vermont on Friday. There were lots and lots of spider webs, so I spent the whole time thinking, ‘Please don’t fall on my head spiders, please don’t fall on my head spiders.’ I loved the black and white chicken though. And the donkeys.
More and more Halloween decorations are starting to appear in my neighborhood!
“Don’t let the bastards grind you down.” I’m trying!
A true tableau featuring scary black cats would show one horking on your bed, or how your stomach is just one stop along the way as they practice their parkour skills up and down your apartment. My cats would shred these bats and eat the spiders.
Aliens like to visit around Halloween, disguised as ghosts.
Gilbert Gottfried made a surprise appearance at the Loser’s Lounge on Friday night and sang a song. He seems sweet. And he has two adorable children.
I don’t know when I took this, but it was misfiled and I just came across it. God I love a good snow storm. This is the street where I live. Simply looking at this scene makes me happy.
Except I just realized this might appear insensitive to the people facing Hurricane Michael today. The storm in this picture is the kind you can easily escape from, and actually makes you feel safe and warm and protected. Mostly. Hurricanes, not so much. I hope the destruction from Michael is minimal.
