Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Snail Mail is such a treat!
Pic #54 - 2/23/12
Two pieces of real mail today... AND not a single bill or spam! :).
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Friday, February 17, 2012
Where's the rat?
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
A Sea of Blue...and Ticker-Tape
When I woke up this morning, I had no intention of going anywhere near the Giants ticker-tape parade. But I started feeling slightly unAmerican in my apathy toward all things football - I have friends and family Upstate who would kill for the chance to go to the parade...and there I was at work, only blocks from City Hall, twiddling my thumbs. I decided that if nothing else, I could surely find my pic of the day among the ticker-tape crowd.
I was trying to keep a safe distance from the actual fans, but the Financial District is tricky to navigate and before long, I was one with the mob. I probably saw as many cops as I did Giants jerseys, which should have been my cue to turn around and go back to work. But I was in pursuit of a picture, and so I kept on!
Somehow I made it all the way to City Hall (around 10:15 am), where fans were already lining up behind barricades to view the parade (starting at 11am). I figured I could sneak my way down the line, stand on a barricade, take a picture, and skiddadle out of there. WRONG. Seconds after I turned onto Broadway, police blocked the street I had come from. Then thousands of teenagers playing hooky dropped out of they sky and landed beside me. I must have looked as lost as I felt, as I'm pretty sure I was the only body for miles not sporting Giants gear. I snapped a few pictures and then searched for an exit. I realized pretty quickly that even if I could make it through the crowd to the nearest sidewalk, I'd have to jump a barricade to find freedom. That's when I called my Mom and complained about being "stuck in a sea of tall blue men" and wanting out.
Luckily for me one of the tall blue men overheard my plea and came to my rescue. After I was off the phone, he signaled for me to "hold on" and then yelled over the crowd "THIS LITTLE GIRL IS TRYING TO GET OUT!" It was like the Parting of the Red Sea... he gestured for people to separate, and separate they did. I'm sure they were all expecting to see a cute 4-year-old girl walk by...but instead they got me. I made it through to the barricade and not-so-gracefully tumbled over it. I then ran/walk down the street so any witnesses would think something dramatic had called for my exit, and not just that I stupidly walked down Broadway for funzies on the busiest day it will see all year.
Anyway...
I was trying to keep a safe distance from the actual fans, but the Financial District is tricky to navigate and before long, I was one with the mob. I probably saw as many cops as I did Giants jerseys, which should have been my cue to turn around and go back to work. But I was in pursuit of a picture, and so I kept on!
Somehow I made it all the way to City Hall (around 10:15 am), where fans were already lining up behind barricades to view the parade (starting at 11am). I figured I could sneak my way down the line, stand on a barricade, take a picture, and skiddadle out of there. WRONG. Seconds after I turned onto Broadway, police blocked the street I had come from. Then thousands of teenagers playing hooky dropped out of they sky and landed beside me. I must have looked as lost as I felt, as I'm pretty sure I was the only body for miles not sporting Giants gear. I snapped a few pictures and then searched for an exit. I realized pretty quickly that even if I could make it through the crowd to the nearest sidewalk, I'd have to jump a barricade to find freedom. That's when I called my Mom and complained about being "stuck in a sea of tall blue men" and wanting out.
Luckily for me one of the tall blue men overheard my plea and came to my rescue. After I was off the phone, he signaled for me to "hold on" and then yelled over the crowd "THIS LITTLE GIRL IS TRYING TO GET OUT!" It was like the Parting of the Red Sea... he gestured for people to separate, and separate they did. I'm sure they were all expecting to see a cute 4-year-old girl walk by...but instead they got me. I made it through to the barricade and not-so-gracefully tumbled over it. I then ran/walk down the street so any witnesses would think something dramatic had called for my exit, and not just that I stupidly walked down Broadway for funzies on the busiest day it will see all year.
Anyway...
Pic #38 - 2/7/12
Since I couldn't make it to higher-ground for an aerial shot of the mob, I decided to point my camera up: Ticker-tape throwers on Broadway, for the NY Giants parade.
Bonus Pics:
Monday, February 6, 2012
Anyone have a quarter...er...50 cents?
Pic #37 - 2/6/12
Remember pay phones? I've lived in the same neighborhood for 4 years and today was the first time I noticed this was here - and only because I had to set down my groceries to find my cell phone while walking home. I feel bad for it...
Also, if anyone is paying attention, today is really yesterday. Yes, I'm retroactively posting this because I forgot to post it last night (2/6). First time this year! At least I took the picture on the same day. I make the rules - it still counts!
-LB
Sunday, February 5, 2012
46th Annual Food Bowl
I admit - other than a few breaks for air, this weekend has been about nothing but FOOD! But it's Super Bowl Sunday, and this year we thought we'd try something other than the traditional nachos and wings.
Pic #36 - 2/5/12
BBQ Pulled Pork, Chicken Andouille Gumbo, Peperoni Pizza Potato Skins, and ... Beer
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
May I take your coat?
Tried to be fancy in a fancy restaurant tonight and it just. wasn't. happening. Restaurant Week at Nino's...decided upon because of its Upper East Side location and the fact that Regis is a regular. Kind of sad he didn't show. More on that later...
Pic #34 - 2/3/12
I'm going to dream about this for months.
Bonus Pic:
Sesi!! :)
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