Thursday, June 16, 2016

The Train For Nieces

The Onion has published The Neu Jorker, a parody of The New Yorker magazine, and as such things go, it's rather good, all the way to the fine details, including the fake full-page ads, one of which is below, and which I thought was hilarious: 

Acela: the train for nieces. 

Tuesday, June 07, 2016

In Memory of Muhammed Ali

Saturday, June 04, 2016

At That Point, He Thought: "Should I Call A Doctor?"

Tuesday, May 03, 2016

Bent By The Prisms Of Glory

Monday, May 02, 2016

Well, Flip Me! I Missed My Gosh-darn Train!

Readers of this blog may know of my great love for and abiding interest in the Hell Gate Bridge, which is 100 years old this year.

My friend Rob suggested that rather than gaze up at the mighty crossing, as I've done many times, I should take a train trip that would go over the bridge.

So I went to the Amtrak web site: I've seen the Acela crossing the Hell Gate Bridge often, so I knew that the Boston-NYC service takes that route. At I see that there is a helpful little bot, "Ask Julie | Your Virtual Assistant!"

I started talking to Julie, and aware that my railroad trip is not a simple NYC-Boston commute (and that I'm talking to a bot), I was trying to be as simple with my query as possible:

I would like to take a trip on Amtrak on the route that crosses the #%*! Gate Bridge.

Wait a minute. Didn't I just type Hell Gate Bridge?


Thursday, April 28, 2016

'Are You Insane?'

Too many ways to reply! 

What's The Point In Opening A Store Like This?

At the Last Stop Inconvenience Store, Woodlawn, The Bronx, NY.

Cigars, cigarettes, hookahs — but no drinks. Snacks, candy, chips — but no cans of soda. Gum, aspirins, Imodium, alka seltzer — but no bottled soft drinks. Chocolate! Nuts, salted and unsalted! Welch's fruit snacks! Pretzels! Fluorescent things with less than 0% nutritional value! Heart-shaped confectionaries all year round! But no drinks of any kind. 

What is the point? 

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Equal Parts Boredom And Anxiety

A flower I painted. What I had intended this to be, ended up nothing like it, as usual

Out walking last summer. 

A face in the crowd, on a tree, on West 23rd Street. 

Dawn at South Ferry/Whitehall, lower Lower Manhattan. 

(Year of Our Lord, 1928).

Eighth Avenue in Harlem.

Me, thanks to the Harris Shutter. 

Bradhurst Avenue in Harlem. 


In June 2013, I noticed a very odd little piece of self-referential art at the Nostrand Avenue A train stop in Brooklyn. It was a photograph of one of the mosaics that decorate the station walls at intervals, declaring the station name: NOSTRAND AVE. And it was glued to the tiled wall directly below one of the mosaics. In a sense it was like seeing a mirror reflected in another mirror.

I never did find out the origins of the photo of the Nostrand Avenue sign next to the same sign. A few days ago, a similar 'work' appeared at 23rd Street, on the uptown A, C and E lines:  

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Ladies & Gentlemen

The following is the text of a pre-recorded customer advisory announcement from the NYC subway system. The recording was made by a woman. In my opinion, it is pure poetry, right through to how she stresses the last line. It has to be heard to be appreciated, and I'll try to find an audio file. 

Ladies and gentlemen, 
If your destination is South Ferry,
You must be in one of the first five cars
Ahead of the conductor's position,
If you wish to exit the train
At the South Ferry Station. 

ҫпешӥҭing the night away...

"And then what happened?"

"Well, officer, I looked over, and he... he... He ҫпешӥҭєd!" 

Sunday, March 13, 2016

Buy Our Things!

On Fulton Street in Cypress Hills, a 99¢ store is selling… "witer". Two for the price of one! 

Writers? Winters?  Good luck trying to return them. 

Monday, February 29, 2016

No Wonder The Place Is Such A Mess!

Saturday, January 09, 2016

Things That Make You Anxious For No Apparent Reason

The ice in the park. 

Thirty pounds of fresh ginger, from China.

Borax refuse? Turn it into working capital! 

Long, empty corridors. 


Thursday, December 24, 2015


My phone thought that the date on this image in Dropbox was a phone number! 

Monday, December 14, 2015

Come In For Something Mediocre

If Glory Shoes are a little too racy for you, take things down a notch with a visit to Bla Candy, where you can get some, oh, just alright confections, a few ho-hum bits of just sort of so-so candy... Yawn. 

Thursday, December 03, 2015

Cobbler, Cobbler…

…I have a glory hole in my left glory shoe…