Smile, You Are in Greenpoint

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Secaucus Sunset

Traveling by train from Washington to New York. Just outside of Philadelphia we are stopped for 20 minutes while some passengers from a disabled southbound train are boarded into our cafe car. Others stayed on board, waiting for the next southbound train, or a new engine?
In Newark, a parking lot hard by the Passaic.
How many lanes and rails for traffic in this picture? (Even with a couple of the distant Pulaski Skyway shut down for repair.)
The earlier delay has allowed us to be in Secaucus as sunset begins.

Friday, November 21, 2014

Life Span

Happy 50th Birthday to the Verrazano Narrows Bridge!
I won't be on the bridge today. I guess I'll miss the Port Authority cupcakes.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Grammar Breakdown

"Disabled truck approaching Koscisuszko Bridge." Begs the question, for how long has that poor truck been approaching the bridge? Syntactically confusing, practically all too revealing.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Block of Ice

Unseasonably cold nights, like last night, are generally good for traffic. Or bad for traffic--and good for drivers. Semantics aside, a trip that usually takes an hour plus was done in 32 minutes. I made the light at Roosevelt Avenue, not a car in front of me. No danger of blocking the box.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Rainpies

Rain gear comes in all shapes and sizes. I was behind this guy for half a block before I realized it was a tray of pizza dough he was simultaneously transporting and using for shelter. Headed toward another corner pizzeria--one that probably would be out of business but for its location below one of the busiest subway stations in the entire system (and one that sees very few Italians).

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Third and Long Memories

Twice in the past week, I found myself passing the corner of Third Avenue and 51st St., once in a car and yesterday on foot. When I worked at a publishing house on Madison Avenue in the late 80's, my friend Leslie and I sometimes came here for pizza. The pizza wasn't very good, but it was cheap and a good excuse to get away from the office and the blandness of Madison Avenue for a few minutes.
There wasn't much left of the old Third Avenue in those days. Two blocks north, Philip Johnson's  "Lipstick Building" was going up. There's even less now. Just a lonely block here and there of those four-story tenements with first-floor storefronts.
What was the name of that pizza place?

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Shades of Time


Best use of a (2013) planning calendar?