Stacy Horn

I can’t relax. I need closure! I’m a complete and total wreck. I won’t be able to relax until the counting is done. I wish I had some good drugs (which I can’t take, because I’m an alcoholic, but a girl can dream). That said, I got my teeth cleaned today and it gave me such a “the world is back to normal” feeling. We’re still in a pandemic, and I’m still being very cautious. But it looks like I need a root canal, so I thought what the hell, get my teeth cleaned while I’m at it. It feels so good.

I can’t wait for the day when I can get a haircut again. I know I could get it done now, but it doesn’t seem worth the risk. The root canal I need to address because pain. I can cut my own hair for now. Which I’ve done. And it came out just fine.

A Halloween decoration I passed by today. The message on the skeleton’s hat reads: “Make America Read Again.” (Thank you for the correction, Nora!)

It certainly wasn’t as crowded and insane as it usually is, but people were still out and about. They still decorated their stoops and gave out candy (in various socially distant ways).

The Tardis crashed on Perry Street as it always does. That building must have mystical Tardis-drawing power.

My favorite building with signs paid a touching tribute to RBG. (Sob.)

People were creative and fun. I almost missed this, but I look down more these days to avoid tripping.

The spider came down the Jefferson Market tower.

People watched. There were a lot more people than this but I would have had to stand in the street to get them all.

Families were out and about in costume. Mom and dad! Where are your masks? (I wouldn’t want to have covered up those sparkles either.)

All the outdoor seating was taken everywhere.

And at my last stop, where I got a slice of pizza before heading home, the Easter Bunny.

I bought a new lampshade for my floor lamp which arrived yesterday. One of my cats had knocked the lamp over a year or two ago and shattered the glass shade. New shades aren’t cheap so I’ve been putting off replacing it. I finally decided I could afford one and I picked a new shade, different from the previous shade because I never really liked the previous shade.

It’s pretty, and has the loveliest pearl finish, but I think it looks ever so slightly too big for the stand. I worried that it was going to look too small, ironically.

But then I look again and think no, it’s the perfect size. And I go back and forth and back and forth. Boring, I know, and probably the least serious problem of all the problems in the world to have. Which is, in itself, annoying. Why am I obsessing about such a ridiculous problem?? I think part of the problem is the pole holding it up is so slender. But the other shade was much much wider and I never had a problem with the proportions! Here are some pictures.

I was going through my photo library, cleaning out photographs I really don’t need to save. For some reason I didn’t want to delete a single picture I’d ever taken of any of my cats. Thousands of so-so pictures have now been pared down to the best, and the most sentimental. But I don’t only take pictures of cats.

I took these photographs at a protest in 2014 for Eric Garner out on Staten Island. Six years ago. Now we have a president who has re-awoken and reinvigorated racism in America. God help us next week.

I’m glad I took a long walk yesterday, because it’s too miserable out for a walk today. Oh god, I want the god damn election to be over over OVER.

It may not have been full on raining yesterday, but it was drizzly and foggy. On the plus side, this was what the skyline looked like looking up. Beautiful, right? Gray can be the most evocative color sometimes.