three on thursday


What goes up must come down Spinning wheel got to go 'round Talking 'bout your troubles it's a crying sin Ride a painted pony let the Spinning wheel spin Someone is waiting just for you Spinning wheel, Spinning true Drop all your troubles by the riverside Catch a painted pony on the spinning wheel ride

props to David Clayton Thomas

water tower wednesday

a foggy day 
in 
New York town 
flags flying 
the Empire State Building 
standing tall 
satellite dishes 
stairs 
roof tops 
and 
a
water tower!!!

toonsday - when ... and where ...




Apologies!
I posted the wrong toon
THIS 
is the new one
oy, 
see what happens 
when I don't wake up on time/over sleep
 (is it really possible to oversleep?)
hurry rush make mistakes
 sorry

monday monologue - a penny for your thoughts

I spent 
most of weekend 
schlepping an umbrella 
which 
thankfully 
I never needed 

Nevertheless
the
Green Flea 
was under populated 
as the predicted rain 
kept many vendors away  

We didnt walk
again

Toonman walked by himself 
when I was off 
beautifying™ 
Saturday  

Sunday 
I read
he watched football 

We lead such an exciting life  

Anyway 
the point 
as 
always 
made 
long-windedly 
is 
I was thinking
what can I post about
into my head
popped
the expression 
'a penny for your thoughts'

I give mine away for free

Are you still with me?

Immediately this came to mind:
Tom Otterness 
who may be my favorite sculptor evah 
populated 
a small park 
along the river 
waaaay downtown  
with some greedy bankers




and
lowly but hard workers




Officially 
I believe its called 
Nelson Rockefeller Park 
after the billionaire and late Governor of New York 
but the 
'locals' 
call it 



See
it all goes back
to
paying for thoughts
and
a topic/photo to share!



Thanks for visiting its always appreciated!

waiting patiently


Oh 
I was sure
 we were going to get up 
and 
go 
but
she's got 
that thing 
in her hands 
again
so 
I guess 
we're just gonna
hang here
might
 as well lay 
down


overcast


the skies
and
my heart
are 
heavy 
this day
silly 
maybe
but 
today 
at 1 p.m. EDT
the last network televised episode of 
will air.

41 years 
of 
new episodes daily
except 
for major holidays 
when they re-ran some episode that maybe sort of or not tied into what the current storyline was  
a show 
that was once great 
it
dealt with social issues 
as well as the 
soapy absurd
but 
suffered in recent years 
due to the arrogance 
of the not so brilliant head of something or other 
at 
ABCDisney 
a man, Brian Frons, who 
decided 
perhaps as soon as he got the job 
that no one wanted to watch soaps.  

Whatever.  

I am sad 
I wont come home
after a long day dealing with reality 
to an escape 
albeit for only 45 minutes 
(without commercials, that's what the Fast Forward button is for) 

it was something 
I counted 
on to let me 
forget 
whatever 
upset 
or 
bugged me.  

Pine Valley with all its wacky citizens:

"The Great and the Least,
The Rich and The Poor,
The Weak and The Strong,
In Sickness and in Health,
In Joy and Sorrow
In Tragedy and Triumph
You are 
ALL MY CHILDREN"

thank you
Agnes Nixon
for some of the 
best 
silliest 
out there 
soapy 
characters and story lines
evah.


three on thursday

I thought 
maybe 
this guy 
needed
 to exhibit a bit more energy 
if 
he was 
going 
to get 
business away from his two competitors
 ... wait ... 
upon 
further 
investigation 
I discovered 
they're all 
hawking 
for the same 
rental/tour group 
talk about 
cornering 
the 
market

monday monologue

Weekend walks 
(and accompanying photo ops) 
pre-empted 
by 
major restorative post Los Angeles weekend beautification™
Saturday  
By football 
Sunday 
(and Saturday to be fair honest and a be-ach) 
thus 
goes 
the weekdend 
days of our lives 
until 
whenever 
the 'season' ends 
no 
I dont really care when it is 
Yes 
I really 
dont 
care 
about 
football 

So here's what I did 
since as we all know 
its always about 
me

When I got off the bus on the Eastside early Saturday morning
there were police, police cars,
and
lots of these
wooden barracades



I hoped when my
massage at exhale
on 77th and Madison
was
done
I could get back across town

HA

Traffic 
intense 
bumper to bumper 
traffic 
(due to a parade down Fifth Avenue) 
on 
Madison 
crawled uptown 
I had missed the crosstown bus by seconds 
so 
when this normal looking woman 
suggested 
we share the cost of a cab 'crosstown 
I said sure

As the cab crept up Madison it was turned away from every major crosstown street 
until we got to 96th St 
where we were forced to go right to Park 
and 
back 
around 
to come across 97th St!
If you drive in this city you know this was just insane

Meanwhile 
my companion 
is in pain 
her back is out 
she was on the way to her doctor 
on the Westside 
when 
she 
missed the bus
every bounce, every bump
every stop, every start
made her cry out

In between 
she heckled the cab driver's lack of aggressiveness
and
filled me in on her overall deteriorating health

I was just as relieved as she
when we got to 
Columbus and 80th St 
and 
she got out 
sort of crab-walking
I was going 
to say no to her 
when she handed me half the fare
 but 
decided to save the random act of kindness for another day

The rest of the weekend pales 
in comparison 
so 
I leave you 
with this photo 



Its the peeling wrought iron window guard outside our front window
 often
when I've indulged in adult substances 
I take out the macro lens
this 
was actually taken 
with
my fairly new
 28-300mm 1:3:5-5.6 lens 
(I have no idea what those numbers mean after the mm and dont care)
camera was set on Program
because
I like that setting 

flea market finds


a little dust off 
some 
clever 
electricianing™ 
(I just made that word up: copyright!) 
you've got 
a lamp for the den 
or 
maybe 
the bedroom 

I'll let you think about it


covet 
this box 
its fabulous 
alas
no where to keep it 
its not tall 
enough 
for an end table 
too tall 
for a foot stool  
Chipso, 
I never heard of this,
 which 
in itself 
is amazing 
once 
for a long time 
worked 
on Mad Ave 
and 
I am old

waiting patiently


this is Sadie, 
she turned six this past week.  
she keeps 
my friends F and S 
from missing 
their 
two 
semi adult children 
one of which is graduating law school this May 
the 
other 
is a talented musician and film/video editor.

finally! los angeles recappage

After the long weekend away and return to a busy office 
I've gotten my photos together to share.  
I know you cant contain your excitement.  
Go ahead, hit the loo, get some coffee, tea. 
A comfy chair 
and 
away we go!


Security at jetBlue at JFK was insane. 
I flew out later than I usually like to travel 
but 
had upgraded to 
Even More Room on jetBlue 
which comes with the perk of 
Even More Speed 
supposedly 
this gets you on a shorter faster security check in.  
However, 
someone 
forgot 
to tell the TSA 
- wait, is it the TSA?-
 Whoever runs the airport security clearly didnt get the memo

  

There were perhaps 
two dozen people 
waiting for body 
scans 
Every suitcase, 
every one of those silly little bins 
was put in and out of the scanners at least 3 times, 
there were several
 'please step over here' 
requests 
and 
then its my turn
 I said: 
'I'd like two 8x10 and 6 wallet sized prints, please'
No reaction.

After the body scan a female TSA
(I've decided it is the TSA) 
agent asked 
'Ma'am, may I see your arm?"  
I gracefully extend my left arm, 
she looks at my watch and says thank you.
  
I think if she had just asked for the time

Once through security I had about 90 minutes before boarding.  
I grabbed a sandwich and a bagel, 
one cannot have too many carbs is my theory, 
and went to wait for the boarding call.  
It was an uneventful flight.  
The flight attendant up front was called Amber and she was indeed a gem.  
Having someone pleasant and funny
 - when she announced we had to put away our electronic toys 
she started listing the brands 
paused 
and made this sort of inclusive arm gesture 
saying 
'anything the glows' - 
made the 4 hours and 45 minutes fly by.



Landing in L.A. 
I was met by my friend 'F',


the mother of my god-daughter, 
someone I hadnt seen in a 
really really long time 
so 
of course 
we spent the entire ride to lunch, 
all of lunch 
and then the rest of the afternoon 
catching up.


She and her husband 'S' have a fabulous house in 'the Valley' with a patio and pool  
If I ever in another life live in L.A. 
that is how I want to live.

Friday we decided to go to


I am not a museum person.  
Its not 
that 
I am uncultured 
its that it takes me back to my school days 
and 
mandatory art museum visits 
however


The Getty
is like
Versailles


the
gardens




 and
fountains






out shine
the
sculptures


 although
some
really
were
fun


I was in awe
amazing blocks of travertine
riddled
with fossils
Meier's design
made me imagine
Yul Brenner's commanding the Jews to schlep stones for the pyramids.


There was a
Walker Evans photo exhibit on Cuba.
it made me miss
The Aunt
who as a pre-teen had traveled there with her parents
and saw
Cugat at a nightclub
a story she told many times.  


I was told not to take photos of art
I dont think Art noticed

But back to The Getty .. 


we opted
not to have lunch there
 tho many do
they picnic,
they nap,


they dine in
charming patio/terrace
cafes.



We headed to Little Tokyo 


having a fabulous lunch of curry 
followed by
some shopping
at
Black Market
on Sawtelle



That evening we had dinner on the patio,
dining a fresco was a delight after all the rain back in NYC
a balmy late summer evening
with
good friends and good food
cant be beat.

Saturday we decided to take it easy.
S went running
and
we were to meet him for breakfast.
  

On the way
 the skies were bright blue
with little puffs of white clouds
so
it was very odd to hear
thunder
 really really
loud
thunder.

As we pulled into the parking lot
the skies opened up.
It poured for the hour we were there 


when it let up
we were entertained
by a meter maid tagging cars across the street



no one can say Angelinos dont have a sense of humor

S's family was in show business 
when his mother was no longer able to live alone 
she moved into the

care center which has several levels of living facilities.  
Photos are not permitted indoors 
but 
I was allowed to take photos of the property
 its an amazing place.  
F is very involved as a volunteer, 
she knows everyone, 
everyone loves her. 
I can totally understand why.


 a statue of musican/actor
Buddy Rogers
greets visitors



 a very youthful
Roddy McDowell
tends a pool


this herd of topiary cattle
makes everyone smile


I welled up a bit at
Anthony Hopkins'
memorial to his
mother


When we got home
S and I spent some time floating in the pool
relaxing



That evening F and S hosted a dinner party for me.
Friends I hadnt seen in over 20 years,
I dont understand how they've aged while I have not
 - are you laughing? -
we dined indoors
the rain made the already cool
 - its the desert you know -
evening even cooler.


We ate
we drank
we talked
and
after the company left
amid a lot of laughter
we cleaned up before retiring for the night.  

Sunday I was heading home,
since it was Sept 11
there was bound to be heightened security
even longer waits to get through scanners
 F took me to the airport extra early.

There was no additional security
or
long lines
I got to spend 2+ hrs waiting to board my 5.5 hr flight home.
I hoped to watch NetFlix on my iPad
using LAX's
'free public WiFi'
except
it wasnt working.
Flight home was uneventful.
I slept most of the way thanks to my pal Xanax.
The End.

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