Stacy Horn

Very cloudy and stormy looking. This is looking downtown.

And West, toward the Hudson River.

And of course I can’t resist a shot of the Empire State Building.

A friend of mine just started an online magazine called Urban Firefighter! Congratulations Ray McCormack and Erich Roden! Woohoo!! It looks great! That page turning thing, which I thought wouldn’t work, actually works beautifully.

I was walking home on Bleecker and I realized I liked all the signs hanging out, and the generally messy look. So I kept shooting as I walked along. I’m passing by Murray’s Cheese here. If this store ever goes away I will starve to death.

Side-by-side strollers! Hate them! But then I realized, if I was out strolling with a baby, how much nicer it would be to have a companion to talk to, so I keep my hate to myself and hope that buys me some points when I stop dead in my tracks to take a picture, which must be very annoying for the people behind me.

I used to get pomegranate seeds at the store with the green awning, but they never have them anymore. And I really should try that Risotteria place.

I love stores like this.  I don’t buy newspapers anymore, and I quit smoking in 1986, but still.  I love them.  Like everything else, they are disappearing.

This was the scene. Tons of trucks, and two ladders, and one with a basket going up to the top floor. But there no sign of a fire and no reason I could see why the people couldn’t exit the building normally. Close-up shot below.

I zoomed in on the window the basket went up to.

You can’t tell because it’s so out of focus, but this woman was holding a dog.

She spent some time talking with the firefighter, and I wondered briefly if this was a jumper situation, but that didn’t make sense either.

Not with this many trucks, and there were a bunch of guys on the roof with those things, I forget what they’re called. It begins with an “h”.

So who knows?  I had to leave for the dentist.  But it was very strange.