How clever. There is a destination market between 9 & 10 Avenue with an entrance on 9th, known as the Chelsea Market. The Back/Rear entrance on 10th Avenue has always been dull and dark as it is tucked away under the High Line [which I have as yet failed to feature in these Chronicles- due to …
Monthly Archives: February 2013
Toto
As I stood, waiting to cross the street, I see this small dog, leaping and frolicking in the air. In my rethinking it, I see the dog, tossing it’s head from side to side, and not running at full-speed, but just flying along at a clip. I had the sense that the dog was enjoying …
Compliments
Was waiting for the bus, when the lady that I complimented last week about her hat and coat showed up. She was bare headed and wearing a different coat, but I recognized her by her shoes. We stood without speaking. However, once the bus arrived and she sat down and I sat behind her, I …
Sign Language
Was riding as passenger in a car on 95 South, chatting with the driver, when all of a sudden hear a siren, and then it fades away. Turn to the driver who asks, ‘What was that and where was that?’ ‘Behind us and right,’ I reply. Some miles later, hear it again, and this time, we …
Finally! At Last!
They received more closely what they deserved. Was passing through the 4thSt Station Sunday, and happened upon a quartet. A jazz quartet; sax, bass, drums and a keyboard. They were playing progressive jazz, lead by this very young man on the key board. The rest of the quartet were older men and as I stopped …
Doesn’t Pay the Bills…
Please copy and paste this to your browser! http://www.subchat.com/read.asp?Id=1200562. [but at that moment who cares!}
Most Ignored…
…instructions in all the City: “Please Exit by the Rear Door”. Count the number that walk to the front to disembark, slowing down the entire process which is supposed to be a circle.
Celebrity Sightings
Two in one day. It began as I stood second in line to check out at the drug store. Lost in thought as to whether had I purchased a good detergent, it was then I noticed that there was a pause in the process, as the two young women ahead of me, were being photographed …
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Two little, older women were sitting across the aisle from me on the bus. It looked as if they had cleaned the hearth together and wiped their foreheads in unison. Then it dawned.
Whisperers
At the theatre tonight, two young women sitting behind me, constantly whispered to each other during the performance. I finally said shusssh.. when it was becoming intolerable. I really wanted to say something as I was leaving, as in “this isn’t television in your apartment”, but that seemed so ineffectual. It left me wondering if …