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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Summer Weekends 2012: Signs from Summer Streets

Summer Streets was held again this year. From 7am to 1 pm, the first three Saturdays in August parts of Park Avenue from 72nd Street south to the Brooklyn Bridge are closed to automotive traffic.

It's a good way to explore another part Manhattan. What with my wanderings this summer, I'm finally starting to get a sense of parts of this place from the ground level.

The Saturday I went, I started north of the prescribed area and wandered south from 96th to 14th Street. It was hazy, hot, and oh, so humid, so I wandered alone on the streets aside from runners, dog walkers, doormen, and the bikers out early in the morning until I got to the Grand Central area--when it really started to get crowded.

Along the way, I let the scenery begin to speak to me - and started to see some amazing street signs/urban art.

I was encouraged to write.


I got some new perspectives on the City. (I could have flipped these, but I think a new way of looking at things is a little illuminating once in a while.)


I started looking at utility poles and boxes for little surprises.

The Park Avenue Amory is proud of itself.

Meanwhile ...


The music nerd that I am wants to know more about the metronome.
And I'm starting to see these tags more and more often throughout the City.


I first spotted one of these last year -- now I'm on the lookout all the time.

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