A blog about New York City, my books, and my cats. Mostly.
Here is the Times Square subway stop, just at the beginning of rush hour, when it would normally be packed. Everyone at work commented on how empty the subway was this morning, and it wasn’t for me. But it was coming home. Where is everyone? Do they all have cars? Are that many people staying home??
They’re recommending people over 60 stay home. I’m 63. What am I supposed to do, not go to work?? AND, don’t take the subway. What am I supposed to do, walk crosstown and up 90 blocks?? Twice a day?? It’s actually a walk I’d love to take but that would probably take me at least an hour. It’s not practical. EXCEPT. It takes me that long by subway. I must be over-estimating my walking speed.
They also say don’t go to events with more than 250 people. Again, in NYC you’re going to be among over 250 people just hitting the street.
A very old phone booth at the 42nd Street library! Sigh.
For years I’ve been searching for a recording of Tracey Ullman singing To Sir, With Love. I heard it once, just once, whenever this originally aired, and I’ve never forgotten it. And now I see it’s been on YouTube since 2018! The whole sketch is worth watching, but her version of Sir is absolutely magical. I implore you: listen.
These missing cat signs are posted all over the West Village, and new versions appear from time to time. As a result, whenever I’m out there I’m looking for Milo. He’s been missing for a while though. What a nightmare for the owner.
I got this dress at Macy’s. It needs alterations, they didn’t have my size, but it was the only dress I liked so I got it. I hope it will do. Ugh. Looking at my arms now though, I wish I had gotten longer sleeves. Maybe if I do more push-ups?
