Waiting for My Camera to Arrive
First, thank you Susan Brownmiller for the great party last night. Susan threw a party for me (thanking me for Echo) and Jackie (her birthday). Great food, great company, saw a bunch of people I haven’t seen in a while. But of course I didn’t have a camera to take pictures to show you.
Then, yesterday, on my way to the gym there was an explosion on 13th Street. A big boom, the ground shook, the area filled with smoke! A tourist bus happened to be there right then and I wondered if they thought, “So this is New York.” There was a second smaller boom shortly after, the place was filled with firemen and cops. But of course I didn’t have a camera to take pictures to show you.
Very frustrating. I think my camera might arrive tomorrow. Can’t wait. I took this picture of the flowers on my desk with my isight camera. But man, not having a camera at the party was particularly hard. One, I would have liked to take have been able to take pictures of the people there to prove I have friends, and two, you just wouldn’t believe the view Susan has. She has this wrap-around terrace on the top floor of her building and it’s mind-blowingly paranoramic of downtown/West Village Manhattan.
Explosion Info: It was from an electrical fire underground. One of the explosions was from a manhole cover blowing. I don’t know about the second, smaller one.



Hopefully today or tomorrow, or soon after I will be switching this blog over to WordPress. It’s going to look a little different but mostly the same. WordPress will be a lot easier to use and give me features that I don’t have now (like the ability to embed music, which I’ve been wanting to do).
No, not ladybugs. Last night one of those huge, monster flying cockroaches was loose in my apartment, freaking dive-bombing me. I can take most bugs, even spiders, but these things just terrify me for some reason. I can’t be in the same room as one without literally screaming and crying. I couldn’t even bear to put a picture of one of them up here so I put up a picture of a ladybug instead, it’s that nuts. I ran to my neighbors, they weren’t home, logged onto Echo and explained my problem, hoping someone would volunteer to come over, but no one did.