Archive for July, 2007

July 29, 2007 | Filed under: art, NYC, city mouse

There is a lot of terrific art in NYC’s subway system. Light installations, sculptures, musicians and mosaics. This is the only poem that I know of that is a permanent fixture.

Oddly, I titled this video “commuter’s lament” because that’s exactly what it is; turns out the name of the poem actually IS “The Commuter’s Lament”, by Norman B. Colp. It hangs in the 42nd Street/Port Authority station in the seemingly endless tunnel between 7th and 8th Avenues. I think most New Yorkers would agree that it is, without a doubt, the most depressing undergound walk in the entire city.

The music is courtesy of Podsafe Music Network and is titled “lightblueish_cry”. There is no artist information given, and no site link, which is also a little depressing.

July 21, 2007 | Filed under: misadventures

Travelling back and forth between the country and the city invariably results in belongings left behind: a toothbrush, an iPod charger, IRS forms, etc. This time though, we really blew it.

It would be nice to settle down completely so nothing like this ever happens again.

July 17, 2007 | Filed under: misadventures

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Monday was my very first official driving lesson. I’ve had my learner’s permit for a long, long time.

…and NO, I will NOT show you the picture, so DON’T ask, okay!

July 15, 2007 | Filed under: lumieres

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I have joined the Lumiere hordes. Now I’m addicted. Here are the rules, and here is the growing collection.

This exercise has taught me a valuable lesson: That which constricts you makes you stronger. Unless it’s an actual boa constrictor, in which case it makes you weaker and then you die.

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July 12, 2007 | Filed under: loves, misadventures

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Chainsaws. The power tool made famous by horror movies. There is no scarier piece of portable machinery, as far as I’m concerned. So you can imagine my fury when I found my fiancee not only in possession of a dreaded chainsaw, but up in a tree with it. Please allow me to say it again: he was up in a tree with it.

Our local deli has a donation canister set-up at the counter for an unfortunate citizen who recently met with serious bodily harm while, you guessed it, going up into a tree with a chainsaw. I really didn’t want Brian to join him in donation-can-land. Hence the swearing.

At the end of the video you will learn of a new horror entering our lives — an evil far more horrifying than a chainsaw. And much, much, much louder.

“Spring Song” by Bridge
Brunswick Duo
Courtesy of Podsafe Music Network