A blog about New York City, my books, and my cats. Mostly.
If you live in New York, you should go to this presentation being given by Larry Racioppo on Wednesday, March 25th, at 7pm at the Central Library in Brooklyn. He’s a great photographer! And the rituals surrounding religion are, well, interesting! For more details click here. The picture below is one of Larry’s of course.
I looked everywhere and couldn’t find the video of our Bach flash mob at the West 4th Street Station. It was supposed to be released yesterday. Thankfully, a fellow participant sent me this link to a video that was made by someone who was there. Maybe the video they thought they’d release just didn’t come out so well. It was a wonderful thing to do in any case, thank you Dale Henderson and Harold Rosenbaum.
I’ve been passing by this store, Kaas Glassworks, for thirteen years (117 Perry Street). They make such beautiful pieces and you can see from this picture of their window how charming this place is. I’d love to have a storefront shop to decorate. I have nothing to sell. Oh, well, my books. Ha. My cats would love to sit in the window, I’ll bet. I’d put a sign over them saying, “The cutest cats in the whole wide world. Sorry. But it’s true. Don’t hate them for their fabulousness.”
I might have posted this before, but this is a picture of me in 1974, trying to learn to play banjo. It’s something I’ve been trying to do on and off ever since. I get into it for a while and then I move on. It makes no sense. Playing banjo is one of the more fun things in life. It’s almost impossible to strum that thing without smiling.
Is there something you’ve been meaning to do but have just never gotten around to it?
I’ve been scarce because I’ve been at the Municipal Archives every day, and I’m about to leave now. A picture of some of the boxes I’ve been going through is below.
But I just read about the death of Tram Thuy Nguyen, who was killed by a piece of plywood from a construction site. It just got to me, the randomness of it, and the bluntness of it. You’re walking along, talking on your phone, and pow, you’re dead. It just feels so brutal. I know that happens all the time, and in worse ways, but this was so close to home. This was a street I walk down practically every day.
But the fact that it also happened on that block, and because of work that’s being done to put up luxury housing in place of a much needed and recently torn down hospital. I feel terrible for Tram Thuy Nguyen and her friends and family.
These signs went up in the neighborhood a couple of weeks ago. Flyers of this kind are always so sad. I remember thinking that $5,000 is a lot of money, but if I had that kind of money and lost my pet I’d offer a reward like that too.
Yesterday I saw that they’d upped the ante, which is so sad. I googled #findsugarnyc and learned the backstory. Obviously the dog walker is suffering from something terrible, and I hope he gets the help he needs too.
