Friday, April 27, 2012

A Nice Hot Bath

There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. - Slyvia Plath
        You guys have no idea what I would do for a hot bath. My shower, or what I like to call the poorest excuse for a shower is the tiniest space I've ever tried to clean myself in. I have to literally balance on one leg to shave the other leg, all while trying not to get the water that's running down my back to rinse off the shave gel. So basically my legs get shaved anywhere between never and never. So if anyone out there knows of program that would involve a bathroom trade for a night let me know. My sore, unshaven legs would be grateful.











Sunday, April 22, 2012

Gold Dust Woman

Call it photographer's instinct, but I saw the women dressed in gold and decided to follow her, which in turn gave me some really great shots of her and the Statue of Liberty man..Gotta love Central Park.







Saturday, April 21, 2012

Meet Ronny

Ronny and his nose stick.
So I met Ronny at the East Village flea market on the Saturday before Easter. He of  course noticed my camera and asked (more like demanded) that I take his picture. So coffee in hand, lens not off, settings not set, I somehow got a few good shots of this nut. And yes, that's a stick in his nose. He pulled it out at one point and mumbled something about it going all the way back to his brain. He then asked me out and gave me his number and email...Yup mom, he's a keeper. We've been inseparable since. 





Ain't Nothin Going to Break My Stride..

Just having one of those lovely New York City days where nothing or no one can wipe the smile from my face. Of course the song 'Break My Stride' came to mind when thinking of my new title of my post. I even had to look up the lyrics, which by the way are better than I remembered. As I read the first verse it instantaneously reminded me of someone who oddly enough is one of the reasons today I have this lovely smile on my face. Here are the lyrics of the first verse,
 Last night I had the strangest dream
I sailed away to China
In a little row boat to find ya
And you said you had to get your laundry cleaned
Didn't want no-one to hold you
What does that mean
And you said


And of course as the refrain goes. Ain't nothin going to break my stride.. and it won't. Hopefully. Or should we say at least until I lock myself out my apartment again, lose my keys, get locked IN my apartment, lose my wallet, lose my W2's, or basically lose my mind. Until that all happens. I'll be good.

So back to my lovely day. Had a great walk about through my hood and went and had brunch close to the water front at a restaurant called Mole. Couldn't of gotten a nicer day out, for realz. On my walk back I even bought myself a beach hat. Just the idea of being able to buy a BEACH hat got me excited! I hope I get some use out of it this summer. But even if I have to buy a kiddie pool and put it on my roof, I will find a way to wear that hat. 

So these pictures are mostly from The East Village...I hope you enjoy. Slainte! 

I noticed this sticker just before I sat down. 









 Love this dog...
 I have seen these for years, I still don't know what they are or why they are there.





 I love a good shadow.



And of course lil ol' me. 
Can't forget a picture of my beach hat! I also need to show proof to my family I'm still alive and well.


Sunday, April 15, 2012

I Feel A Little Change Comin On

So I'm pretty sure it's safe to say winter is behind us. This ex Phoenician made it through an entire winter and survived. Packed up my winter clothes today and officially put them away. Made me realize how much more I appreciate the seasons. The seasons are a constant reminder that things will always indefinitely change and you can't do a dam thing about it. For someone who thrives on change, it can still be a very scary thing to me. But Spring is definitely the season to teach us how great new things are, even if it means leaving the old behind and sometimes the comfort of it all. Change also lets us at times appreciate the old and teaches us to learn to appreciate the exact moment were living in, or makes us mindful of  being more appreciative of things to come. Ok, enough red headed buhddisms for one day...Here is a little Bob Dylan for ya.."I feel a change comin on"