Stacy Horn

Today I’m going to be in the library almost all day. I might not be able to do what I plan to do. There’s a nearly five hour video I want to watch (a British series about music) but that might be a bit much. There are also a bunch of science articles I need, but I’m going to be at the NYU library today and I don’t know what I have access to there. Probably as much as the NYPL though, right? I just hope I can email them to myself the way I can at the NYPL.

I took this down in the subway the other day. My guess is Roger is some big muckety-muck at the MTA and the workers are not happy with him. That’s just a guess. Roger could just be a co-worker or something. Oh, he’s got to be the head of a union. Okay, that’s the guess I’m going with. The head of the transit workers union. My final answer.

I walk up to my vet to get Finney’s pills and Buddy’s food and there’s a photo shoot right out front. It’s been a very glamorous summer here in the village. I swear I’m always walking past one shoot or another. I wonder if I should have stuck to photography. (What I started out doing.)

On my way to work they were shooting a commercial on 11th Street for the Kindle. (Want.)

On my way home, passing by Park Place, and the site of the future Islamic community center. The only protestors at the time were supporters of religious freedom.

The protestors! Actually, the woman on the right was a bystander like me, I think. Doesn’t the girl with the sign have a sweet face?

I changed my days off to Wednesday and Thursday this week. The Census is ending soon and so today we’re having a feast. All these people are cooking and bringing in food and I don’t want to miss the food and fun.

This is one of the streets in the neighborhood I work. I love this neighborhood. It goes from supremely tacky, like this, and lovely old New York on the very next block. And of course the tacky blocks are filled with some very pretty buildings too. It’s completely schizophrenic, and although normally I don’t like this kind of crappy look, it works for me down here.

So who put those baseballs up inside the WTC cross? (In case there’s anyone who hasn’t read about these steel beams, they were found during the rescue period.) That’s really high up, as you can see below. What do they mean??

I’m tired. I’m going to start planning a week vacation. I have to take it at home, and not spend any money, but thankfully I live in a city where I can have a great time for a week doing free things.

Number 1: Sit on the river and read a book that is not work related.