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Saturday, December 31, 2011

December Travels, Part Three 
or where you been, beeyatch?

Okay, so we're rounding the home stretch of this epic four hour, mind-numbing slide show of my trivial life's journeys that I'm forcing you to watch by tying you to the chair and strapping those creepy Clockwork Orange eye clamps on your peepers.

how in the hell did he wear those?!? 
I promise to use the droppers to keep them moist. Honest.


Last stop, Penn Station!

this stunning world trade center image
brought to you by Inga Sarda-Sorensen via Twitter

Aaaaah, New York. How I missed your energy, your attitude, your ... smell. You are the most exciting city on this crazy blue planet. I never tire of you. I don't know that I possess the stamina to live inside of you, but I never tire of visiting. Christmas season is especially lovely. Not only is the city all decked out in its holiday finery, the inhabitants seem cheerier, too.

a gorgeous december day
so mild, people were dining al fresco
in december. december, people!

Geo and I have been blessed to have family and friends living in or around Manhattan. There was a long period of time in which we lived as New Yawkers for a week in Chelsea every year with our dear pal, Myra. She has since moved on to make a life for herself in her home state of Texas, but lucky for us, my sister and her husband allow us to bunk at their homestead in New Jersey. Their generosity knows no bounds. Thanks, Sis!!

fast food cup art display (with cabbies)

mobile public art near union market
it's fleeting nature a strangely fitting tribute to andy

We went to museums, ate at our favorite Afghan hole-in-the-wall restaurant, walked the High Line, met up with my lovely friend, Marcy for dinner and amazing Bloody Marys, shopped, went to a taping of The Daily Show and logged a zillion miles on our pedometers-if we had bothered to buy any. They're kinda dorky anyway. Pedometers, I mean. Like I need help looking more like a dweeb. Next thing you know I'll be wearing baggy sweat pants high up under my miniature boob line and marching through the streets with 3 pound hand weights. No thanks. Besides, without them I can safely exaggerate the millions of miles we trekked without fear of being slapped in the kisser by reality's physical proof busting my hyperbole.

Ha! I win!

Wait... what was I talking about? Oh yeah. New York. Aaaaah, Nueva York. Me gusta mucho. You're so handsome and sultry and irresistible. I declare, you give me the vapors. Please don't cheat on me while I'm away.

post-shopping nutella crepe for the win


The Saks Christmas display across from Rockefeller

angel row
...and that chick is flipping me the bird
that's the spirit
shimmering tourist haunt
ginormous daunting figures
dorkus and the man

that shit never gets old

bryant park skaters

lovely fountain nestled amongst the vendors at bryant park

again, unseasonably mild enough to
toast the season outdoors

pace gallery's playful calder exhibit
the only artist I would have loved to meet

have parkinson's, get bacon

glittery store fronts on Fifth
it was a dark and stormy night...
(so worth being soaked with rain from head to toe)

covert shot of The Daily Show set
come on. it's The Daily Show. I had to snap one.
i'm a rebel, yo.

best. name. ever.

this was tucked in the stairwell
of the Montclair museum.
it's a jumble of wire. how the hell does this even work?!?
also, a floating boobie (heehee)

with Adam from our old neighborhood diner, Moonstruck
we've come here for almost 30 years
it's good to be a regular

the reclaimed high line rail system
now a beautiful elevated walking path
from 14th to 30th streets
quiet and peaceful,
the harsh sounds of the city melt away up here

it's well used even in the winter months 
lovely rail imagery throughout
surrounding lush plantings 
bird house sculptures
colorful foliage still on the bushes in december?
Empire State Building scape
grasses gracefully bending to the winds
one of the thicker sections of vegetation
creating a canopy above leftover rails

who isn't charmed by water towers

his momma didn't raise no foo'

And that brings this bloggity blog blah up to date. You may now remove the eye clamps.

Belated Christmas, Hannukah, Kwanza wishes. May you all have a happy 2012 filled with welcomed surprises.

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