Let there be work, bread, water and salt for all.
~ Nelson Mandela
“Where we love is home – home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.”
~ Oliver Wendell Holmes
from the times square newsletter:
Submit your bad memories, crazy ex-bosses, loathed music, over-exposed celebrities, corrupt politicians, fashion disasters and ill-fated romances – anything from 2013 to which you’d like to say “Good Riddance!”
At the event Cintas awarded an iPad and tickets to the Broadway show Mamma Mia! for the Most Creative entry.
Pearl Chan won for saying Good Riddance to 2012 – the worst year of her life. Chan took care of her chronically ill boyfriend for 2 years only to be dumped and cheated on after he recovered.
i’m entering the contest. . . . just giving you a heads up so you don’t waste any of your own time as i’m pretty sure i am going to win this one.
“A belief is not true because it is useful.”
~ Henri Frederic Amiel
after spending a good part of the summer in upstate ny, i saw a lot of wildlife, much different than the wildlife i see in the city. the one thing i was hoping to see and didn’t, was a bear. and i really wanted to see a bear.
i’ve been spending time at my friend diane’s house in nj. she lives on 6 acres in the woods and her yard backs up to 40 more acres of wooded land. the other night around 9:00 pm, while relaxing in the living room with diane, her friend richie and her daughter, i thought i heard a car door close. when i asked if anyone else heard it, diane and her daughter instantly jumped up and yelled, “bear!” wasting no time, they ran to the garage and opened and closed the electronic doors to make noise which they hoped would scare the bear away.
while diane and katie were busy attempting to scare an unseen bear from the driveway, i opened the sliding glass doors in the kitchen and stepped out along the side of the house. assuming the bear had taken off into the woods, i was looking straight ahead into the woods and calling for the bear. i really wanted to see a bear. so that you have a clear perspective, here is the layout:
hoping to get a close up photo of the bear that i was still not convinced existed, i was holding my camera (which you may not be able to tell from the above rendering). i called for the bear several times before seeing a dark shadow moving slightly up in the woods to my right just a little bit.
i wondered, if that’s the shadow, where is the actual bear creating the shadow? i looked harder into the woods, squinting and trying to focus into the dark woods. knowing that i was very close to this shadow and presumably, the bear, my body seemed to go into “survival” mode without the help of my brain because i became extremely nervous and began to get a bit shaky, but continued to watch the slow moving shadow 20′ away and call for the bear. i could hear diane screaming, “close the door! close the door!” when her words registered in my mind, i thought of the possibility that the bear had not run into the woods, but was still around the corner from me right in the driveway. this prompted me to look to my right at which point i realized the bear was in fact not in the driveway, but standing approximately 12 feet to the right of me.
this was by far the biggest bear in america. rather than looking into the camera as he appears to be in this picture (that i lifted off the internet for obvious reasons), he was actually staring straight at me. eyeball to eyeball. his head was at least one foot higher than mine (i am 5′ 4″ tall). he was just standing there staring at me the whole time i had been calling him! i have seen a wild bear once before and i have never, ever, seen such a behemoth creature in all my life. at a speed rivaling usain bolt, i flew into the house.
it took the rest of the evening for all of us to calm down enough to switch subjects and think about anything else. diane had seen this same bear before and was relieved to know that now someone else had witnessed this particular guy, as she always thought that the people she told about ‘big bear,’ thought she may be exaggerating about his size. he was easily 900 lbs and the size of a small car.
as you can probably imagine, it was a little nerve racking for me to take ivan out after dark from then on. for the next couple of nights we stayed close to the house. diane had her spot lights replaced and now the side yard can be lit up like wrigley field.
last night i turned on every light outside and let ivan out to relieve himself around 8:30. as i waited for ivan to finish up, i thought i heard some rustling in the bushes just about 10 feet away from me. it wasn’t loud and i thought it was probably just the cat, but i interrupted ivan midstream, and yelled for him to get into the house, just in case. when i came inside, i asked diane if the cat was out, to which she answered, “no.”
i went into the kitchen and opened the blinds covering the sliding glass doors to see if anything would appear from the bushes. in the small grass area between the kitchen and the woods was a bear sauntering by and looking directly into the kitchen. he looked to be about 500 lbs. when the screaming began, he walked slowly into the woods . . .
( photoshopped bear walking by diane’s kitchen window – again, i missed the photo op, but this is what it looked like)
i never understand why people are afraid of the city. really, it’s a much less dangerous place to be.
“Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.”
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
they won’t be back until spring and i’m missing the leaves already.
“What a person believes is not as important as how a person believes.”
~ Timothy Virkkala
strolling through central park, i found myself wondering, what has happened to the turtles?
“Everything in the universe has a purpose. Indeed, the invisible intelligence that flows through everything in a purposeful fashion is also flowing through you.”
~ Wayne Dyer
2 of my brothers volunteering at ground zero 12 years ago.
god bless every one of us.
“As for those that carried out these attacks there are no adequate words of condemnation. Their barbarism will stand as their shame for all eternity.”
–British Prime Minister Tony Blair
missing the city . . . .
although the country can be nice in the summer time, i am really missing all of the things i love about nyc. i miss central park, the
dorm-room apartment building drama, i miss my neighbors – and people in general, i miss walking to places and i miss thong man.
here is an old post i will re-read & reminisce . . . .
walking ivan tonight i ran into the opportunity i’ve waited 3 years for. i actually had my iphone camera handy when thong man came running up 2nd avenue. unfortunately he wasn’t wearing his nude pantyhose because they are way better than the black body stocking he was sporting this evening. this must be his summer outfit.
i am counting the days until august 14th when i return back to nyc – where i belong.
“Of course life is bizarre, the more bizarre it gets, the more interesting it is. The only way to approach it is to make yourself some popcorn and enjoy the show.”
i am definitely getting one of these.
“Never let life impede on your ability to manifest your dreams. Dig deeper into your dreams and deeper into yourself and believe that anything is possible, and make it happen.”
~ Corin Nemec
“I remember walking across Sixty-second Street one twilight that first spring, or the second spring, they were all alike for a while. I was late to meet someone but I stopped at Lexington Avenue and bought a peach and stood on the corner eating it and knew that I had come out out of the West and reached the mirage. I could taste the peach and feel the soft air blowing from a subway grating on my legs and I could smell lilac and garbage and expensive perfume and I knew that it would cost something sooner or later — because I did not belong there, did not come from there — but when you are twenty-two or twenty-three, you figure that later you will have a high emotional balance, and be able to pay whatever it costs. I still believed in possibilities then, still had the sense, so peculiar to New York, that something extraordinary would happen any minute, any day, any month.”
~ Joan Didion