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Secret Package, Shrapnel Marks and a Trashed Apartment


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Secret Package, Shrapnel Marks and a Trashed Apartment.

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nyc from the 12th floor


out the window of my apartment, it looked like this most of the day:

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it’s been snowing since early in the morning.

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it is currently thundering.  thundering really loud.  and a lot.

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i want my normal back.

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“I have never seen snow and do not know what winter means.”
 ~ Duke Kahanamoku 

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thank you for this information


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Weekend storm could drop 3… or 30 inches of snow.

 

The Weather Underground forecasting service sees scattered snow starting in the city Saturday night, real snow coming Sunday morning (one to three inches), followed by more later in the day (three to five inches) — and flurries on Monday.

( That’s not quite 30 inches.  . . . )

That could produce a blizzard that drops several inches of snow per hour on whoever is unlucky enough to suffer the brunt of it, making it the worst storm of what’s becoming known as “the terrible winter of ’14.”

But five days out, it’s all far from certain. “I think we’re throwing darts,” Kines said.

just keeping you ‘posted.’

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i used to think 7 was my lucky number


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i’m changing my lucky number to 75.

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“Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”
 ~ Carl Jung 

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12 in the city


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Wherever you go, go with all your heart.
 ~ Confucius 

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bye bye


from the times square newsletter:

Destroy your worries and bad memories of 2013 and start fresh in 2014!

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.

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“A belief is not true because it is useful.”
 ~ Henri Frederic Amiel

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they won’t be back until spring and i’m missing the leaves already.

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“What a person believes is not as important as how a person believes.”
 ~ Timothy Virkkala

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i park my car all the way uptown in east harlem on 117th street.  the last time i parked the car, i ran into curtis on my walk over to the subway en-route to midtown.  curtis is a sweet kid who worked as a temporary porter / doorman in my building at the time of the doormen’s strike.  he lives uptown and was on his way home when we met several weeks back.  i wondered if i would see him again as i walked from 117th to the 116th street train station.  

as i stood on the platform and waited for the train, i thought about curtis and hoped he was doing well.  when i last spoke with him, he had still not found a job. he decided to go back to school and planned on applying to an audio engineering program at a college in the bronx.  i wondered if he followed through.

as i exited the train at the 51st street platform, who do you think was sitting on the bench waiting for a train?  yup, it was curtis!   he was running some errands for his mom, which brought him to midtown.  he will find out next week if he is accepted into the engineering program.

i love when the universe answers immediately!

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“Synchronicity is an ever present reality for those who have eyes to see.”
– Carl Jung

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you know when it rains it pours.  it’s pouring on east 52nd street today even though it’s 79 degrees and sunny outside.

i’m getting   trying to get my apartment ready for a visitor who is arriving tomorrow for one week.   the rain began last night when i attempted to connect a digital converter to the tv so that my guest can watch at least the basic channels. no can do.

ivan has developed a leak.  a big leak.  he is 98 in people years and i guess these things happen – but still . . .  i have ordered doggie diapers with money i don’t have, and should receive the diapers on saturday.  in the mean time, i have throw rugs on top of blankets covering every square inch of floor space to protect the rugs and flooring. all of these rugs and blankets need to be washed everyday at $7.00 per load.

then the dishwasher overflowed and flooded the entire kitchen.  there was so much water, i had to use my bath towels to stop it from running out into the living room.  since i now have massive amounts of laundry to do, i took the shower curtain & liner down and threw it in the laundry bag along with all of the pee soaked floor rugs.

upon returning home from my early walk with ivan, there was an irate tenant in the lobby who looked me right in the eyes and yelled, “i hate this building!”  when i asked what was going on, she replied, “i have a huge meeting at work today and the water is coming out black. i can’t shower and i have to go out and look for a place to brush my teeth!”

it is now 12:49 in the afternoon and i have not yet brushed my teeth, showered or begun the 5 loads of laundry i have contained in a hefty bag, growing mildew, in my living room.  i cannot clean the bathroom or the kitchen until i have clean water. 

“hi, welcome to my dirty apartment.  i hope you won’t need to shower this week because the shower curtain and bath towels are in that bag over there.  cooking and television will not be available options during your stay either.  please come in . . . .”

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Reality is the leading cause of stress among those in touch with it.
 ~ Lily Tomlin 

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hairy turtles


strolling through central park, i found myself wondering, what has happened to the turtles?

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“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 

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you never know who’s watching


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for two and a half years now, i have lived directly across the street from the thai mission.   the doorman at the thai general consulate has worked there for 41 years, although i didn’t know that until today.   i really don’t know very much about him at all, actually.   he speaks very little english and i’m sure we have never had a conversation lasting longer than one minute – until just now.   on my way back home from walking ivan, he crossed the street and waved me over to let me know that today would be his last day, and in his very broken english said the following:

you haven’t been around much lately and i was hoping i would see you before i left.  you are one of the good ones, a big heart, kind – i know it and god knows it.  i wanted to make sure to say goodbye to you – god bless you.

i am putting that on my top 10 nicest things ever to happen list.

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“If you see good in people, you radiate a harmonious loving energy which uplifts those around you. If you can maintain this habit,this energy will turn into a steady flow of love.”
 ~ Annamalai Swami

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like it was yesterday


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2 of my brothers volunteering at ground zero 12 years ago.
god bless every one of us.

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“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

Celine Dion’s Florida House is For Sale $72 Million


how to pick a mayor in the city


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They’ll drink to that! Dem mayoral candidates vow to let New Yorkers swill beer on their stoops

They’ll drink to that!

Booze lovers are toasting the Democratic mayoral candidates, who say almost unanimously that if elected they’ll let New Yorkers swill a beer on their stoops.

When asked the question in the “lightning round” at Wednesday’s Democratic mayoral debate, all the candidates — except Erick Salgado, a minister — said city residents should be able to drink a beer on their stoops.

“I should be able to drink ’em in a park and at the beach, too,” Anthony Weiner added.

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“oy vey”
 ~ cags 

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thong man’s summer outfit


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.

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i am counting the days until august 14th when i return back to nyc – where i belong.

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“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.”
– unknown

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when i get my loft in soho . . . .


i am definitely getting one of these.

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how cool is that?  and that man sitting in the chair could very well be my future husband.   right?Thumbs-up

“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 

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“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

scary newsstand part 2


it hardly seems like it’s for real, wouldn’t you agree?  this may be a seriuosly good comedy one day – but for those of us who live here, it is real and it is frightening.

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“carlos danger”  &  “client #9”

 part 2: carlos danger, serial penis texter running for mayor

you know how the media often assigns names to the news stories that won’t go away?  well i’d like to throw my own suggestion into the ring for consideration on these combined stories of the month:  weiner-spit.  the weiner-spit era. it has a ring to it and it’s pretty much what comes to mind every time i read anything about eliot spitzer or anthony weiner.  weiner-spit. what do you think, will it catch on?

i wrote my thoughts on eliot spitzer in my previous post but what about weiner? omg, is he like mentally 12 years old?  are people in this city really going to consider a man who finds pleasure in sexting and serial lying for mayor? really? i get annoyed when i’m in duane reade and the employees are texting while i await help.  can you imagine another catastrophic situation like 9-11 and all of the mayoral aides are running around looking for their leader only to find him holed up in a broom closet somewhere in the mayor’s mansion with his pants down around his ankles, giggling as he presses “send”?

so after all the public humiliation to himself and his family, all of the demeaning news stories, apologizing to his wife and to the public, and, just knowing that his own penis pix have gone viral, he does it again???  he just can’t seem to help himself – and he wants to be mayor of new york? seriously?  are there really people in this city who believe a man who cannot stop sexting strangers is the best man for the job?

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She calls herself “Syyydney.” She loves President Obama, polar bears and pink clip-on hair extensions.

And when she wasn’t enjoying lurid e-sex with mayoral hopeful Anthony Weiner, she was elsewhere online, coming to the defense of both Weiner and his wife.

[Weiner], she told TheDirty.com, had promised her a condo in Chicago and a possible job at Politico — had seemed like her ticket out.

“It literally disgusts me,” teary-eyed Sydney Leathers said, of the pack of lies she bought from the horny pol. “It makes me feel physically ill. I’m disgusted by him. He’s not who I thought he was. ”

Leathers, in an exclusive sitdown with “Inside Edition” that will air in full tomorrow, said she’s “barely been able to eat” since news of her illicit cyber tryst with the married mayoral candidate broke earlier this week.  ny post

(omg. did you really, really believe all that, syyydney?)

anthony weiner is just creepy in my opinion – always has been – way before he made the news texting penis pix.  but can we talk about huma?  she’s got a great resume, brains, personality and good looks.  can someone help me understand why she is married to that weasel?

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“A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?”
― Albert Einstein

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scary newsstand


i’ve been back in town for several days now but frankly, i’m a little nervous going outside.  i’m a bit afraid i may run into another newsstand.  the cover of new york magazine is scaring me this week.  seriously.

here it is.

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“carlos danger”  &  “client #9”

 part 1: client #9

i don’t like to follow politics, but when the man who wants to be new york city comptroller already stepped down as governor because he used our money to fund unnecessary trips where he would meet up with very expensive prostitutes, lied to his family, lied to the people he was supposedly “governing” and got caught, you just can’t help but to find out – even if you try to avoid the news. most egregiously, eliot spitzer got himself elected to the governors office using his tough stance on ethics.  ethics!

before he became governor he was the attorney general and leader of the state’s organized crime task force, where he headed the prosecution of two prostitution rings, according to the times.  who out there thinks it’s a good idea for the guy who used tax payer money to fund unnecessary trips so that he could meet ladies should be comptroller?  this man doesn’t know how to tell the truth and we should trust him with our money?

When he was attorney general, Mr. Spitzer’s signature issue was pursuing Wall Street misdeeds. But he also oversaw the prosecution of at least two prostitution rings by the state’s organized crime task force, which reports to the attorney general.

In one such case in 2004, Mr. Spitzer spoke with revulsion and anger after announcing the arrest of 16 people for operating a high-end prostitution ring out of Staten Island.

“This was a sophisticated and lucrative operation with a multitiered management structure,” Mr. Spitzer said at the time. “It was, however, nothing more than a prostitution ring.”  ny times

i’m not against prostitution,  i really don’t think it’s any of my business who’s paying who for anything as long as they are in agreement on the deal, and i don’t have a clue why it’s against the law to sell your services if that what you’re wanting to do.  personally, i think ashley dupree was slumming it when she agreed to meet with client #9, but hey, that’s her choice, not mine.

eliot spitzer has proved himself to be an elitist, creepy liar and hypocrite and seeing his snake like eye on the cover of that magazine every time i go out is freaking me out.  the madame of the brothel he used is running against spitzer in the race for city comptroller.  i hope she wins.

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“if they both win, the city will be run by the peter tweeter & the hooker booker.”
 ~ Jay Leno

goat spay


i love nyc.  even with many of the challenges it provides on a daily basis, i just love ny.   there are however, some things i am still working on coming to peace with; things like the ny dmv, the subway during rush hour  and the inept humane society.  other than these few things, i love almost everything about this city.

the other day i made an appointment at a local country vet up here in the woods near susan’s country retreat, where i have spent a good part of the summer so far.  for ivan’s monthly rx refill, i generally go to the humane society on e. 59th street.  reading this previously blogged post on the humane society will give you a hint as to my feelings about the service they provide.   i had an additional visit with them since that post, but i was so upset by it, i chose to work on my anger towards the people who work there (who i am sure are doing the best they can under the circumstances they find themselves in daily, but still. . . ), rather than blog about it.  that visit was one month ago and my blood pressure has now returned to it’s normal level and i think i’m ready to compare my last visit at the vet in nyc to my recent visit to woodhill veterinary clinic in upstate ny.

my last appointment at the humane society in the city was scheduled for 2:30 in the afternoon.   i arrived on time, signed in and sat down in the 12’x15′ waiting area alongside about 15 other people and their animals.  dogs were barking wildly, cats meowing, and 1 guy was standing over by the reception area (approximately 4 feet from the sitting space) with a ferocious pit bull.   this dog obviously trained for fighting, was inside a crate, fully muzzled and bucking like a wild boar to escape the crate.   the crate was moving around as the owner attempted to hold it still.   animals in the waiting area were reacting in fear (as were most of the humans).

ivan is almost 14 ( 98 in dog years ),  cannot stand for long periods of time and gets nervous in crowds.  after approximately 5 minutes he began to shake and that soon morphed into an all out anxiety attack.  at 3:00 i went back to the reception area where i waited 15 minutes for someone to acknowledge me.

me:  “hi, i had an appointment for 2:30 and it’s now 3:15.  my dog is having a really hard time and i was wondering how much longer you think we’ll have to wait.”

receptionist: “i don’t know.  we’re very busy.”

about 5 minutes later, they called in a patient who had arrived well after ivan and i.  then another.   at 3:45, i noticed a sign on the wall stating the office closes at 4:00.  the agitated woman sitting next to me told me her appointment was for 2:45.  i sympathized and let her know mine was at 2:30.    i went back to reception to make sure ivan’s file hadn’t fallen through the cracks.   as i waited for a human being to come to the reception window, the bucking pitbull managed to separate the top half from the bottom half of his crate and bust out right next to me.   he was held back from the crowd by his owner & at that point, the staff thought it would be a good idea to get him out of the public area, and put him in the next available room.   following that incident, they called in the woman with the appointment scheduled for 2:45!

i was furious and ivan could barely stand.  he had been shaking steadily for more than 1.5 hours  when a staff member finally came to the window it was 4:10.  before i had the opportunity to inform him of my grievances, he yelled at me. 

“i know you’re here! and no, we didn’t lose your chart! there are a lot of sick dogs here!”

 this, he says, as i stood with my 98 year old dog who was practically having seizures at that point?

i promptly left.  ivan & i stood outside the door on east 59th street wondering how we were going to make it 7 blocks to get home in the condition we were in.

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this months vet visit was quite a different experience.  we arrived in time for our 1:00 appointment to find one sweet woman with her bouncy 10 month old labrador puppy in the waiting room.   a minute or two after our arrival, a woman from the local wildlife conservation society rushed in with a small cat crate under her arm.  it contained a baby deer.  the animal techs rushed her into a back room right away.

fawn emergency & all, we were seen immediately. dr. susan tanner examined ivan and wrote his rx.   as i stood at the reception desk while my bill was being printed, a call came in.  the woman kindly apologized for having to take the call.  it was for a goat spay.

me: “do you get a lot of people calling for appointments to spay their goat?”

receptionist: “oh yes, we do a lot of that.”

on that note, i smiled and left the office 25 minutes after i had arrived.

thank you dr. tanner & co.

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“Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless.”
~ Mother Teresa