I am in here.
Tis a lovely Sunday morning, so sunny you could easily forget that it’s December (and a Day of Infamy, at that). In fact, it’s so pretty that I have to put in a blog entry out of sheer exuberance. But just so as this thing has some redeeming value, here’s a bit of humor via … Continue reading Sunday morning
30 November 2003“Can someone tell me how to get to the city?” “They said this was a shuttle to Berkeley. Isn’t this shuttle going to Berkeley?” “Yes. Yes. Can someone tell me how to get to Berkeley?” –An airport shuttle driver, and a passenger, on a shuttle to a city (which was supposed to be … Continue reading qotd, braindead division
The way to do Manhattan, I’m just figuring out, is early in the morning. I was out before nine, which is early for me. And all by myself. To absorb the city, you must be alone. Pictures to follow… just remembered I have to download them from the camera before I can upload them to … Continue reading nyc in the morning
New York City is, as I had thought it would be, busy being New York City. As the plane passed over Manhattan on its way to LGA, I could see even that its wound is healing: the WTC site, from the air, looks much less like the site of a disaster, and rather now the … Continue reading nyc
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