Ted update
Ted (see "My New Roommate", January 5, 2006) is still here. His tail feathers are almost completely grown back. He is feeling good enough to throw his birdseed all over the bathroom.
Musings from the Queen of Queens, or My 6 years of living in Queens and greater NYC, where I moved to work for the water department and ended up, among other things, traveling the world and appearing on a billboard on Times Square.
Ted (see "My New Roommate", January 5, 2006) is still here. His tail feathers are almost completely grown back. He is feeling good enough to throw his birdseed all over the bathroom.
I found a professional baker located in Long Island City (neighborhood near Astoria) to give me a quick-and-dirty lesson on how to decorate cakes so they are pretty.
On Friday, January 20th, JDM, my friend DMH and a bunch of others went to see our friend's incredibly wonderful show for his band Glass of Know. They played at the dive Kenny's Castaways on Bleecker Street in the Village.
I read today about a blog posted by one of NYC's only 197 female cab drivers. Check it out:
Today is the 197th anniversary of Poe's birth. The author of "The Telltale Heart" and "The Raven" died on October 7, 1849 at age 40 after collapsing in a Baltimore tavern. He is buried in Baltimore.
A few weeks ago, on "Saturday Night Live", Chris Parnell and newcomer Andy Samberg did a digital short called "Lazy Sunday". It's played like a real rap video, has a great beat, but the subject matter is the lamest of New York attitude: going to a matinee of "The Chronicles of Narnia", sneaking candy into the theater to avoid high prices, getting cupcakes from the Magnolia Bakery and using Mapquest to find the theater. It is hilarious!
http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/
I had to call a facility in San Francisco yesterday to notify them of a shipment I had just sent. When the guy asked me where it was sent from, I said "New York Presbyterian Hospital."
I have a new roommate. His name is Ted. He lives in the bathroom.
So, on the polar opposite of the homesless man I encountered at midnight, I went to work all day at the gym in one of Trump's properties. Their spa offered a "liquid gold manicure and pedicure." EEEK. They didn't list the price, but a basic manicure is already $18 so you know the gold one is going to be a lot more.
As I walked away from Central Park, I crossed at Madison Avenue and E 71st Street (a very ritzy intersection.) There was a homeless man sitting on the sidewalk, gazing intensely at the fireworks display coming from the park for the Midnight Run. In a vague peripheral way, he was participating in an event with others.
JDM brought in the new year by participating in the Midnight Run. This is a 4 mile run through Central park that starts at the stroke of midnight. I went and saw him off.