All summer long we've been teased by the prospect of enjoying a P.J. Clarke's burger by the marina. The other night they left the blinds open a little so I was able to peek through and get a look at their progress.
...not even close.
Peripatetic.
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Friday, September 30, 2005
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Nothing says progress like tables and chairs
Pimp my cab
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Just another day strolling through New York City
So I step out of the subway on my way to B&H (because eventually I'm going to buy a real camera, I swear it) and there's a cool bright yellow scaffolding in front of the Post Office. While looking for a good way to take a picture of it I notice a crowd, which of course I'm too nosey to ignore.
Oh, just the Dalai Lama and Mayor Bloomberg.
I love how in New York you can be checking out Reggae CDs at a street fair completely oblivious to the fact that the Dalai Lama is hanging out with the mayor 100 feet away.
The white scarf was apparently the point of the ceremony. I don't know what they were doing.
The ceremony ends and a little farther down the street Mr. Lama just comes strolling out onto the sidewalk. I run around for a better angle. All those damn body guards.
Slight camera malfunction so you'll have to take my word for what happened next. The Dalai Lama bought an ear of corn at the street fair and walked back in.
Corn guy is pretty dazzled.
Woo Hoo! I served corn to the Dalai Lama!!
Meanwhile... who's that guy buying flavored popcorn?
I was just complaining the other day that I never seen Bloomberg out on the street and the next thing you know I'm standing next to him.
Put your money away babe, I got this.
Oh, just the Dalai Lama and Mayor Bloomberg.
I love how in New York you can be checking out Reggae CDs at a street fair completely oblivious to the fact that the Dalai Lama is hanging out with the mayor 100 feet away.
The white scarf was apparently the point of the ceremony. I don't know what they were doing.
The ceremony ends and a little farther down the street Mr. Lama just comes strolling out onto the sidewalk. I run around for a better angle. All those damn body guards.
Slight camera malfunction so you'll have to take my word for what happened next. The Dalai Lama bought an ear of corn at the street fair and walked back in.
Corn guy is pretty dazzled.
Woo Hoo! I served corn to the Dalai Lama!!
Meanwhile... who's that guy buying flavored popcorn?
I was just complaining the other day that I never seen Bloomberg out on the street and the next thing you know I'm standing next to him.
Put your money away babe, I got this.
Friday, September 23, 2005
Thursday, September 22, 2005
World's Smallest Woman
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Brooklyn night
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