A blog about New York City, my books, and my cats. Mostly.
I couldn’t finish reading the obituaries for James Randi. Mitch Horowitz says everything I would have said in his article, The Man Who Destroyed Skepticism.
The Lab had a contract with the Office of Naval Research, headed by Gaither Pratt, to see if homing pigeons were using ESP to find their way. This is a picture of Pratt and his pigeons.
God help me, but I have the worst teeth. I’m about to resume getting a bunch of things done, and I’m pulling together pictures of my mouth and teeth from the past to help my prosthodondist make corrections, if possible. I came across this shot which made me laugh. I’m not sure how old I am here, but somewhere in my late 30s.
Apparently, if I am sitting down, there’s going to be a cat on me. It’s a law.
You don’t need to watch the whole thing, you’ll get the idea after a minute. I’d planned to come back another day but by the time I got to the end of the line I had to join them. It took three hours! And I hadn’t eaten before I left my apartment! And I accidentally left my book at home! (Thank you Project Gutenberg, for having The Age of Innocence online for me to read.)
Early voting in New York starts today and I’ll be heading to my poll site. I expect lines, but of course I’ll be back with pictures of whatever I find. There’s no doubt about the outcome for New York. We hate him. Always have. We tried to tell you.
Wait, that’s not completely true for me. When he first tried his hand as a reality tv cast member, I thought he was good at that. But then the ugly side to his character kept slipping out and I stopped watching.
Halloween at Gramercy Park. Jesus. That guy hanging upside down on the right is gruesome.
There was a film shoot in my neighborhood. It looked kinda low budget, but fun. These are the actors they were filming as I happened by. He looks a little like Nick Offerman, doesn’t he?
