when you're a jet

I finished work last night at about 10.30pm and while I've lately been riding home, the trip taking about 6 minutes, this time I thought I'd walk. It was a balmy and quiet night, perfect for a stroll. I set off from Mulberry Street, right into Spring, a couple of blocks along to Broadway, taking a left and then making it home. I mention the directions because I suddenly caught myself walking home without a second thought about which way to go. Things are now starting to happen automatically. I found myself not having to take a moment to ponder the course. Instead, I took that moment to decide which course, out of many, I would take. Not through the heart of Soho then along West Broadway, until Church Street, the way I usually ride, but a slow perambulation along Broadway until Leonard Street, then left onto Church then right to Reade. Finding the way home felt as commonplace now as coming across yet another film shoot which was taking place along the way. I stopped to consider for several seconds the enormity of the production and, asking one of the crew what the name of the film was, he replied that they weren't allowed to say. Oh well, never mind. I walked on passing two paparazzi and asked the same question. 'Some shitty movie' said one of the guys out the corner of his piehole. Humoured, I kept strolling along, passing some actor emerging from his trailer. 'What's the movie?' I ask. 'Remember Me', exclaims the actor. 'Nope', I say. 'No, no,' he says, 'that's the name of the film.' 'Yeah. Good luck', I say and walk on. The lights are all bright down Broadway.

Dumbo

This is taken in an area called Dumbo (Down Under Manhatten Bridge Overpass). We were walking down the street and thought it looked like that poster/shot from the film, 'Once Upon a time in America...'

Having a good old picnic at Brooklyn Bridge park. Tis the season.

For the record...

Tracy Grimshaw has apologised to me and I have accepted her apology.

surfacing...

...been a couple of long weeks of work and life and strife and while the late night gripe has been on my mind I havent had time to jot a post. We went to Brooklyn the other weekend to visit a friend who was moving out of her house and having a stoop sale....have always wanted to sit on a stoop and share a beer. Done! Then walking around Brooklyn visiting markets then buying a couple of pushbikes at another sale, $20 each...and now the proud owners of two ye olde style bikes...anyone passing thru NY pls feel free to take them to the park for rides! Also, Brooklyn is worth a visit - the few times we've been have been great fun. People are really chilled...think inner west Sydney...um...what else off the top of my mind...oh yeah, okay yesterday I was working at one of the restaurants here in Tribeca and a couple walked past. I said to them 'oh we were on the same flight from Australia to NY, back in March and then we caught the same train from JFK to Chambers St station'. Naturally they asked if I was their stalker, seems everyone has one, but no I wasn't...they too remembered us as we had engaged them in conversation at the time...anyway seems they run a film production company here in Tribeca, (of course they do)...so I might try and follow that one up and push for an internship of sorts....what else...oh Geoffrey Rush won his Tony Award oi-oi-oi!!! ... it feels good becoming a 'local' and becoming familiar with shop keepers and neighbours...funny how the price of say, a six pack of corona drops from $15 to $10 in the space of a couple of months after visiting the same joint...