Stacy Horn

A few more shots from yesterday’s parade!

A spontaneous twerk-off erupted between the paraders and the crowd.

I love everything about her look.

I got there too late to get anywhere near the Parade, alas. Honestly, I also didn’t have the energy to fight my way through the crowds. But there was plenty on the sidelines to see and cheer. First up, this boy. Let’s all adopt him!

The Gay Pride Parade is today, and I’m trying to decide if I should drum with my old band, Manhattan Samba, who will be marching in the parade, or just watch and take pictures? I’m pretty sure laziness is going to win.

Took this last night. I was taking a picture of the barricades they were putting up and then I saw the opportunity to get a cute dog in the shot. Hello puppy!

And my heart breaks yet again, as a beloved tv show says goodbye. I have to say though, that was one of the most emotionally satisfying finales I have ever seen. Incredible work from everyone involved with this show (actors, writers, crew). Thank you so much. I will miss you all terribly. I ask for the millionth time, why must everything come to an end?? If you love something, you’re going to lose it some day. Guaranteed. I think we can all agree that sucks.

Also, as far as I can tell this show has never gotten a lot of critical attention, but it really evolved into an amazing work of art. I was just remembering how much I hated, HATED, the character Root. She started out as a bad guy, and Amy Acker is such a good actress I couldn’t bear watching her. I wanted her character killed off as soon as possible. But they brought her back and she slowly became a good guy, showing how redemption is done. Every character showed this actually, but I had forgotten how much I hated her. Anyway, sigh. Sob.

A pile of sleeping cats on my desk. That’s two heart breaks in my future unless I go first.

It was just one of those days and I wasn’t able to go around the city to hear various musicians playing outdoors for free. I also missed the yearly Night at the Museums, a favorite of mine. Both events were on the same day so some museums combined them, a win-win if there ever was one.

I was feeling kinda sorry for myself but I lucked out and caught one group as I was heading home. An all bassoon group playing, fittingly, a Mozart bassoon concerto which I love (and isn’t actually composed for all bassoons, but still). Thank you New York, musicians, and organizers.