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Notes from a "pants-less" Wednesday
Sometimes you just can't get it going.
The spirit was willing but the flesh was weak or just plain tired. I really wanted to get out yesterday but my body told me to stay put. To start, my legs would not cooperate. They just refused to go where I wanted them to. I wanted them to go to the PS 1 museum but they decided to spend the day chillin' on the couch. They just hung out there all day with friends the feet who brought along their toes, all ten of them. They just stayed on that couch looking at the T.V.
My back, seeing what was going on with my legs, followed suit by not allowing me to bend more than a couple of inches. Eventually my back convinced my legs that lying in a prone position would be beneficial for all. My feet and toes could not have been happier and quickly joined them.
So there I was yesterday, on the couch nodding in and out of consciousness a rivulet of drool emerging from the side of my mouth. I had succumbed to my body's wishes.
Fortunately I had some extra photos I took the other day tucked away for just such an occasion.
Lunch with a view. From the restaurant upstairs at the Whole
Foods Market you can get a view of Union Square and the park.
Check out the young lady in the lower right. Her thoughts seem
to be miles away.....
The basement of this building
is apparently on the top floor.
Uptown around 33rd Street you come across one of those NYC
parks that occupy those triangular islands of land where two streets
converge. Horace Greeley once said "Go west young man, go west".
However it appears that Mr.Greeley went north to 33rd St. and found
a seat.
Whether you've got a political statement to make or you just
"love NY" this is a cheap place to buy those T-shirts to bring
back to the relatives.
Well, it appears that I'm not the only guy who doesn't
wear pants on Wednesday.
I did actually take one photo yesterday. This photo was taken
from my bedroom window about an hour before sunset. There was
a short cloudburst which left the surface of Queens Blvd. just wet
enough to reflect the headlights of the rush hour traffic. The rain
also produced this magnificent display of color.
I have to get my butt moving today even if it's just to move my car. We'll see where we go from there.
Sometimes you just can't get it going.
The spirit was willing but the flesh was weak or just plain tired. I really wanted to get out yesterday but my body told me to stay put. To start, my legs would not cooperate. They just refused to go where I wanted them to. I wanted them to go to the PS 1 museum but they decided to spend the day chillin' on the couch. They just hung out there all day with friends the feet who brought along their toes, all ten of them. They just stayed on that couch looking at the T.V.
My back, seeing what was going on with my legs, followed suit by not allowing me to bend more than a couple of inches. Eventually my back convinced my legs that lying in a prone position would be beneficial for all. My feet and toes could not have been happier and quickly joined them.
So there I was yesterday, on the couch nodding in and out of consciousness a rivulet of drool emerging from the side of my mouth. I had succumbed to my body's wishes.
Fortunately I had some extra photos I took the other day tucked away for just such an occasion.
Lunch with a view. From the restaurant upstairs at the Whole
Foods Market you can get a view of Union Square and the park.
Check out the young lady in the lower right. Her thoughts seem
to be miles away.....
The basement of this building
is apparently on the top floor.
Uptown around 33rd Street you come across one of those NYC
parks that occupy those triangular islands of land where two streets
converge. Horace Greeley once said "Go west young man, go west".
However it appears that Mr.Greeley went north to 33rd St. and found
a seat.
Whether you've got a political statement to make or you just
"love NY" this is a cheap place to buy those T-shirts to bring
back to the relatives.
Well, it appears that I'm not the only guy who doesn't
wear pants on Wednesday.
I did actually take one photo yesterday. This photo was taken
from my bedroom window about an hour before sunset. There was
a short cloudburst which left the surface of Queens Blvd. just wet
enough to reflect the headlights of the rush hour traffic. The rain
also produced this magnificent display of color.
I have to get my butt moving today even if it's just to move my car. We'll see where we go from there.
