Chronicles Continued

When I first noticed one of these ‘spray cans’ sitting on top of a street light, I thought it was a lot of work for a graffiti art to go to – shimmy up the stem of the lamp, after spraying elsewhere in order to make a statement by leaving the can at the top of the light.  I carried this thought around for quite sometime, and then one day, I started to notice more.  Well, who knew; they are part of the lighting system. 

Well?  Is this the end, or will there be a tomorrow? Is this the Mayan idea of YK2?

Is this to it?
Check in tomorrow!

Today, at various times there were policemen on horseback. As late as 11:00 pm this evening, I heard the clop-clop of their hoofs on the pavement. There is a psychology to crowd control by policemen on horses, only there were no crowds. Do not know why they were out so late. Earlier in the day, at the corner a block away, a mounted policeman stopped to chat and let a group of 5 mentally challenged men pat his horse and complement him on his ‘hat’ and exclaim over his mount. The sun was shinning, the horse was shiny, it was a perfect moment of confluence.

…give away the times out of town. Heard on the bus today traveling back to the City: ‘Yes, I understand I am to address what has affected me, made me angry, sad, feel insecure… I’ve gone all the way back to the 4th grade. I have about 130 examples….but what about the countries that make me mad… yes, I can give you an example…but you want me to remember…’ [how do people not understand that the person in front of them might not want to know their psychological profile, or problems, or, or….] and then the seat behind that one was explaining at one point,’ who was coming for dinner, and they were planning a lunch the next day, and could they come…well, they were thinking about Christmas day… since they were jewish it seemed to be a good time to get together…. ‘ finally that one, I stood up, turned gently around and put a finger to my lips… she was practically yelling and she took it well… How do these people not understand that  a. they are loud, b. no one is interested in the minutae of their lives, and  c. some of us use this travel time for sleeping!!

This chocolate store on the corner of 8th in the West Village meets every season with a new concoction of chocolate.  This is the same store, I am told, that was featured in the assembly line episode of “I Love Lucy”.

Before Sandy hit, the local playground, maintained by the City and operated by the parents, had a Halloween Party for the under 5 set.  It took place on a Sunday morning. Hopefully the photographs give an idea of the intensity of 60 strollers all parked together, while their occupants are elsewhere at the party on the playground.  When adults they will park their cars in a lot and then walk to the party.  Same MO different playground.