score!

Came upon this friendly Saturday afternoon
roller-hockey game at the Bleecker Street
playground.  (To score in this game you
have to knock the puck into a turned-over
garbage can.)  After watching for a few minutes
(oh, okay, it might have been longer than that)
I began to wonder what he looked like 
under all that bulky clothing.

vinyl

Followed the sign on the sidewalk . . .

to this stoop sale (one of many these days)
in the neighborhood.  They had some good 
stuff, but I resisted.  Still have all my records, 
but unfortunately I no longer have a turntable!
How about you?

skywatch Friday

Took this one from daughter Katie's

terrace, right on Flatbush Avenue in

the heart of good ol' Brooklyn.

alwyn court

That's the name of this building at
the corner of 58th Street and 7th Ave.
The terra-cotta detailing on the facade
is amazing.  (In fact, it would make a
great painting.)  This place used to have
huge (14 room) apartments; of course,
now the interior has been renovated
and the building is a coop.  I can remember
when the facade was almost black, but
it got a cleanup job too, and I am glad
about that.

abc wednesday - T is for "tattoo"

Someone asked for it (Shell, I believe),

so here it is:  my one and only 

mid-life-crisis tattoo.

power to the pedestrians

Took this last Monday, Memorial Day (in the same spot as 
yesterday's photo), as everyone was trying to get used to
the idea of this stretch of Broadway (42nd to 47th Streets) 
now being a pedestrian mall.  It's not exactly Piazza Navona, 
and the area could use a few classy outdoor cafes to replace 
all the schlocky souvenir emporiums—but everyone seemed 
to be enjoying this space where formerly you could barely
walk down the sidewalk, and the taxis would just as soon mow 
you down as pick you up.  Hey, it's a start.

ahoy there

Last week was Fleet Week here, and we've
been seeing sailors all over town.  These 
guys in Times Square were probably 
hoping for some of this action!