One of my favorite things about New York City is the smell. I can go through a lifetime of scents in a 60-second span of sidewalk. I have a sensitive emotional olfactory trigger and I highly believe in the power of pheremones. New York City is constantly secreting intoxicating pheremones from glands of steel and cement and culture. It's all of these things separately and at the same time: gasoline, three day old trash bags, cinnamon, grilled chicken, perfume that makes you want to melt, new shoes, hairspray, urine, wet dogs, old books, mopped floors that never dry, rubber, fish heads, musk, more musk, pastries, cigars, and lights.
You know, like the way a lightbulb smells if it heats up a bit of dust that has gathered on the surface . . .
11.17.2006
11.15.2006
ilikecitylights
A few pictures, click for bigger views. It was raining pretty much the WHOLE time, so we didn't whip the camera out much. I will write more about the trip later.
I saw a cat in a pizza shop. I heart NY.
I saw a cat in a pizza shop. I heart NY.
Kryptonite
Who knew hotel elevators could be so stylish?
Our hotel
Our hotel entrance
Posing in NYC
ilikecitylights view from hotel room
When they say zero visibility at the Empire State Building, they mean it.
Practicing Knicks--they lost.
Linda after I whooped her in a racing game at ESPNZone.
Oh my gosh, we just met LeBron James!
Ahhh we just met LeBron James.
Linda in the Empire Clouds
Mad Magazine
Nanananananananana Batman!
DC Comics Characters
Mad Magazine
A view from the hotel
View of an ad for Secret on the side of the building, from the hotel.
Minibar--a soda was five dollars.
Gotham City mural at DC comics.
Heavenly Shower at the Westin
Heavenly beds and views and generally moden furniture at the Westin
11.08.2006
Good week so far
Monday: surprise win, DVD Monster House
Tuesday: surprise win, cute "Pale is the new Tan" pink t-shirt and fancy new 55 SPF Neutrogena sunblock.
Wednesday: excited about Sunday-- going to NYC to meet Lebron James, see the Knicks vs. Cavs game, staying in an awesome hotel, all with my lovely niece Linda. I heart my hobby. Oh yes, there will be lots of pictures....and you thought San Diego was bad.
Tuesday: surprise win, cute "Pale is the new Tan" pink t-shirt and fancy new 55 SPF Neutrogena sunblock.
Wednesday: excited about Sunday-- going to NYC to meet Lebron James, see the Knicks vs. Cavs game, staying in an awesome hotel, all with my lovely niece Linda. I heart my hobby. Oh yes, there will be lots of pictures....and you thought San Diego was bad.
11.04.2006
New old stray
This new old stray cat, everyone in the neighborhood calls him Hunter; he was abandoned by his owners, but I call him Sunshine (for obvious reasons-and because how can I call a cat with no front claws Hunter--I'm into irony, but that's just cruel).
I do believe he is Romeo to Marshall's Juliet. I picked him up so he could greet her in the window once and he hissed at the fleeting sight of her beauty. Oh love, how dost pain thee. Heh.
When Tumor Joe was around, Sunshine was scattered and rarely seen. I suppose Tumor Joe was the typical alpha male. Now Sunshine follows me to the mailbox and back in the evenings and sits outside for some pebbles of dry food. He's also naturally a very good boy, sometimes a bit cantankerous. Touching one spot on his side makes him nip, but in a playful mood. Hunter...hmph!
I do believe he is Romeo to Marshall's Juliet. I picked him up so he could greet her in the window once and he hissed at the fleeting sight of her beauty. Oh love, how dost pain thee. Heh.
When Tumor Joe was around, Sunshine was scattered and rarely seen. I suppose Tumor Joe was the typical alpha male. Now Sunshine follows me to the mailbox and back in the evenings and sits outside for some pebbles of dry food. He's also naturally a very good boy, sometimes a bit cantankerous. Touching one spot on his side makes him nip, but in a playful mood. Hunter...hmph!
11.02.2006
Vending Room Acct Balance : -0.24 cents
A week or two ago snack machine karma smacked me on the back of the head (it knows how I hate that) when it spit out a quarter of my change onto the rubbery floor I've mentioned before. I watched it roll away quick and steady like the escaped prisoner it was. It rolled right underneath the sink area, laying down directly below a pipe. It's a precarious spot that I didn't have any interest in crawling into. So, I left it there. I might need it later, I thought.
The next time I went for a soda, I had forgotten about it, but upon bending over to retrieve my can from the machine, my eyes wandered to that quartered spot. It was still there. And it is still there now. Sure I could have picked it out days ago, but it's a little game I play with myself to see if it's been spotted and snatched.
I went to get a soda earlier and there was a penny, heads up, on the ground. Certainly the machines wouldn't be throwing out pennies. Maybe it fell out of someone's pocket. But, I picked it up. So my score for the vending room floor is -0.24 cents.
The next time I went for a soda, I had forgotten about it, but upon bending over to retrieve my can from the machine, my eyes wandered to that quartered spot. It was still there. And it is still there now. Sure I could have picked it out days ago, but it's a little game I play with myself to see if it's been spotted and snatched.
I went to get a soda earlier and there was a penny, heads up, on the ground. Certainly the machines wouldn't be throwing out pennies. Maybe it fell out of someone's pocket. But, I picked it up. So my score for the vending room floor is -0.24 cents.
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