That was the plan, about March coming in like a lion, going out like a lamb, April showers bring May flowers and then tonight, walking home from the theatre, in the snow! Lucky for me, I was more [boots] or less [no gloves] dressed for it. Come on now!
Category Archives: Subway
Subway
On the 1&2 Line during rush hour on the streets, went from 86 Street to Fulton St. [down by the world trade center space] in 20 minutes. Transfer at 42nd street: one car stops, the other train is pulling into the station, and one steps aboard. Two 50-something men, sitting on a bench in the …
Ingenious
When was it that someone awoke one morning and said, ‘Let’s hook the buckets together. They won’t shred like the plastic covered hoops, they fold up on each other for transport…’ Necessity is the mother of invention
Hair It Is
I get it! Not that I want it, but I get how it got left behind… in this case, and in the other… someone shoved it to the floor and under the seat. Because here is an add-on piece rather late at night, on the seat in the subway. Yes, I suppose there could be …
Tunnel Vision
They looked like pictures of what one sees of miners in underground tunnels. 4-5 men, in hardhats and florescent vests with stripes walking far away among the train track of the subway. These tracks are three levels down and so increased the feeling of watching miners. In order to communicate they sent light flashes from …
Hot Weather Behaviour
It was a funny realization. Waiting on the platform for the subway was uncomfortably warm. Looking about, I could see various degrees of personal melting. The train arrived and upon boarding, I stuck my arm out with flat hand open to grab onto the pole before the train jerked forward. No space for my hand. …
Hair
Hair on the floor, under the seat of a subway car at 11 pm. Not a lot, a nice curved six inch pony tail ball in a lovely muted red color. We had boarded the ‘A’ train at the beginning of the run at 207th, and didn’t notice is at first. While chatting, at around …
A Favorite Day
to be in the City, when most everyone has gone elsewhere, because it is an official holiday. How it manifests is the following: no one else on public transportation all day Saturday and Sunday [well almost no one]. In Trader Joe’s at noon and can count all of us shopping there on both hands and …
The Moment of Truth
Which if truth be told, is my favorite moment. This moment of truth is when I see the Sweet Young Thing {SWT} sitting anywhere within notice of me on any form of transport, switch out her sexy high heels for her flatter than pancakes Tom’s shoes!! I know in my heart and intellect those sexy …
The Rose
There is lay. Alone. At 12:30 on a weekday, on a bench in the 4th Street Subway station. Red, wrapped in cellophane and abandoned. For whom was it intended? Did that person not mean enough so that one could just walk off without it? When did he/she remember that they had forgotten something? Could they …