>I am probably showing my age by quoting that, eh who cares!
however, I do not wish it was Sunday since I woke up to a broken washing machine, a leaky faucet and went to bed with no shower because the pilot went out on the hot water tank.
Tonight I am going to Allsport even if it’s fixed so I can take a long hot one. Shower that is, I also desperately need to exercise.
>Everyone has heard about the big snow storm. 2 to 3 feet of snow, trees down leading to power out and so on and so forth. After the snow stopped and things got somewhat back to normal, I walked around and took some pictures of the damage. I have to warn you some of these images may be disturbing to some people (tree huggers).
This is the big tree across the street from our house,
and these are the branches that fell from it. They are still there, since this is a private development we have to rely on our landlord to clear stuff like this up. This is the same landlord that didn’t pave our driveway when he paved everybody else’s and whose guys, when they came to clear the snow out of our drive gouged a big hole that promptly filled up with water and was big enough to lose my car in.
Anyway, on to the next site.
This is across the main road, the road one turns off to get to our house. You can see the tree just broke in two and the top half came down into the fence, this is also where the power lines are, as you can see. This tree is also still there. When they come to remove this tree, which will have to be done, and I think the power company is the one who will do it, they will have to shut off power to these lines. Which means, no power for us. Hopefully it will be when it is a warmer and we will have advance warning.
You can see, besides being a hazard to the power lines, it is also blocking the sidewalk. I was going to post more pictures, but I think this is enough.
Em had her nail appointment so we went. I overslept so I caught a later train. While she was getting her nails done I went to the crocs store, my old crocs needed replacing, and while they didn’t have the same style this style will do. The colored strip on the shoe is sort of a magenta. I don’t really like it, but it seems to be popular right now. My sketchers are black with magenta accent. It was cold and it was raining, maybe it felt so cold because of the rain, I took 20 pictures of ‘Broken Umbrellas’. Hopefully they will be up on ‘Better off soaked‘. At least some of them, I don’t expect all 20 of them to be up. I took them with my phone, since I am getting a new one next month. Cell phones don’t like the rain and eventually it quit on me. By then Em had met me for lunch at Connolly’s Pub and Restaurant on 45th and 6th. They had TV’s on in the pub, 4 on a basketball game, or different games, and one on a hockey game. WTF? I want to see baseball!
We had planned to go to Maria Tash since my ear is hurting, but decided it was too wet and left the pub, made a brief stop at Sephora and caught the early train home. So much for exploring, my jeans were soaked up to my thighs, my heavy outer jacket was soaked, my thin denim jacket was wet in spots, and my top had some wet spots on it. As soon as I got home, all the wet things came off and got hung up to dry.
When my Dad sent my this laptop he installed Skype on it. I decided to try it out this evening and call him. As we were talking a thing popped up that I could click to take a picture, so I did. No this is not my Dad, this is my Mom, HI MOM! The elbow next to her head is my dad’s elbow. What you don’t see is a little picture of me, in the video screen in the corner there is a little picture of me, so I can see what they are seeing. Gwen came in while we were talking and said hi, for a little bit. Then we hung up. Technology can be great sometimes. When it gets waterlogged, not so good. But my phone did dry out, and my ear is not hurting so bad, I think it was just a little irritated. Nothing to really worry about.
>I have a hard time coming up with new and exciting titles.
I was going to do the PFF this week, but I haven’t hooked my scanner up to my new laptop yet and last night when I got home I just didn’t feel like it. I will have to tonight because I absolutely positively have to do my taxes.
Stitch wanted me to put some gas in the car so I asked the boy if he wanted to go to the Verizon store. Of course he said yes. I wanted to look at the Palm Pre again, he showed me this phone that looked indestructable. “That would be good for younger brother” I said. He agreed with me, then we looked at the Palm Pre and he was trying to show me stuff and I was trying to get him to leave me alone so I could play with it. I didn’t like the way it showed Twitter, he said the ap is better then the web (WTF?). I do like the way the Facebook ap looks. So I do believe I have decided on my next phone.
This morning I had an interesting commute. I normally don’t talk to the people on the train, I mean I say “Hello” or “Good morning”. Since I am not a morning person, by any stretch of the imagination, I am not very friendly in the morning, especially that early in the morning. Riding the same time and in the same car you see the same people. There is this woman that gets on where I do and gets off at Croton. This other man (who is also a regular) was saying he was looking for some new places to eat, she was talking about some places and she was talking about a fish restaurant in a blue building but she couldn’t remember the name of the restaurant, she told him, “Just google ‘fish restaurant in Croton’.” So he tried using voice command on his iPhone but it wasn’t working so I took out my phone went to Google and found the restaurant name for her. She was very appreciative and thanked me about 4 times. That always amazes me, people who are thankful for the least little thing.
>This morning on my way to the train station at the red light I hate, because it is always red when I get there and people are always cutting the corner and I think they are going to hit me, the light turns green, as I look to the right before I make my left turn I see a car coming fast, too fast to stop. The car barrels through the light like it was green instead of red. If I had turned as soon as the light turned green, we might have met by accident, my accident-his on purpose.
What I don’t understand is why? Why run a red light when its not an emergency. The car turned down the road to the train station, but it was early enough that he didn’t have to go so fast to get there on time so why? He could have gotten hurt running through the light like that if he had hit my car. Especially since I would have punched him in the nose. By the way I don’t know it was a man, its just easier to say he then that person, the car etc.
>I am typing another blog post. I also upgraded my setting and want to see how they work.
First of all, I thought I had told you about my last piercing. It was on our last trip to the city. The one we made when we had no power at home. I was going to title it, ‘Getting the HELL out of Dodge’. By the number of people at the train station it appeared we were not the only ones with that thought. The snow was very pretty, but heavy, the trees branches were bending under the weight. While Em was getting her nails done I went to the library, the big one this time and used their computer to go on-line. I even typed a blog post. I wanted to stay there all day, it was warm and the rooms are filled with books. I also learned something. People don’t go to this library to get books. They go to do research, to go online, take tours and take pictures. Isn’t that interesting?
When Em was done with her nails I had to leave. I had planned and saved for my cartilage piercing. So we trekked down to Maria Tash to get it done. Ashley and I had been tweeting each other so she was expecting me. This is the not spot I wanted to have pierced, but I decided to go with her suggestion, she is the professional, I was actually thinking about getting my Tash Rook pierced, but I decided to go with the cartilage. Blue diamond for the Yankees.
Well, now that I have talked about the concert and Manhattan, I will take a break.
>Today is my regular Wednesday off and what am I doing? Sitting on my bed with my laptop and a box of tissue. No I am not watching a sad movie, I have a cold. On my day off! That totally stinks, except I won’t have to use a day of sick time. Except I probably would have gone into work if it wasn’t my day off and I could have infected everyone there. Bwaaaaaa!
Now I have to decide if I want to blog about the concert or Em and my trip to the city. The concert was last Thursday in Manhattan and when Em and I went to the city we did our usual, which you are probably tired of hearing about, so lets go with the concert.
First you’ll notice it was in a ballroom, not the nicest venue I’ve been in, but O.K. We were on the 7th floor, which was alright until we had to leave and walk down the stairs.
Security was really tight. I only had my purse, which I have started doing for concerts and such, only carry one bag, I put it down for the security person to check (and she really checked it, didn’t just glance in it) and turned so the other one could search me, just a quick pat down, checked my pockets and pant legs, as she was doing this the girl checking my purse said ‘OH!’ kind of loud, at first I thought she might have found my knife, but she was pulling on my camera bag and saying, “This is so nice! Look how pretty it is!” The other security girl comes over (hey, they looked like they were half my age, so they are girls) and she is talking about it, then she suddenly looks up at me waiting for her, and realizes they are holding the elevator for me, so she quickly stuffs it back in my purse and hands it to me. I thought that was funny.
For the encore the lead singer invited everybody up to the front which is how I got this nice picture. It would have been nicer except, see that big head? He was swaying back and forth in front of me. I hate when tall people do that! What? Yes I know, most adults are taller then me.
So that’s about it for the concert, we had a great time, I got to bed at 1:15 a.m., started my next day with a cinnamon latte instead of hot tea and oatmeal, but its all good.
>why do people drive stupid?
I was driving to the train (I know I said I get dropped off, but I do the driving. Stitch drives the car back home from the train station.) At the light where I turn left, there was a car waiting to turn right, it is a no turn on red, the driver had pulled forward under the light, so he couldn’t see when the light turned green. Does that make sense to you? You can’t go until the light turns green, but you don’t wait where you can see the light. It doesn’t make sense to me.
This mornings commute was fine, not like yesterday’s. Yesterday I missed my train, then when I got to GCT the #7 train wasn’t running. I wanted to wait on the platform until it was but the MTA person kept telling us to ‘go upstairs and take …’ and then whatever alternate route we had to take. So up I went to the #6 then the switch to the E or V, of course what always happens in this situation is by the time my boss gets to the city the #7 is fixed. Then he says to me, “I didn’t have any problem with the subway.” He thinks he is being funny. Ha ha really funny.
>One day I looked at my dashboard and was amazed, I was over 1,000 post for just this blog. I wish I had noticed it when I made 1,000, I would have had a party. Not a contest. My last contest died a quiet death and I don’t believe anyone misses it.
What I really came on here to blog about was another e-mail I received. “Chase Utley News is now following you on Twitter!” Hey wait a minute, isn’t Chase Utley a Phillies player? Didn’t he score like 4 runs off of CC in game one of the 2009 World Series? So why does he want to follow me? When I go to check out his profile I see that he is also following “yankeesgame” Maybe he’s trying to keep track of the competition.
>Gotten an e-mail like this?
Subject: Your Blog Featured at a___-p___-w___ . co . uk
Mar 6
Hello,
This is S_____ from a___-p___-w___ . co . uk.
We stumbled on your blog and found it quite interesting! We operate the largest A___ P___ W___ website featuring more than 30,000 blogs. Our site averages 200,000 uniques visitors per month. As a kind note We have featured your blog at _____. We would be grateful if you could add the following details to your blogroll.Looking forward for your confirmation.
Thanks
S____
If so what do you do?
My first impulse is to delete them, obviously I didn’t. In fact I even put a button from one site on my book blog. BizyMom’s or something, which kind of bothers me since I’m not a mom, but then, they didn’t ask me if I was.
Back to this question, my second impulse was to click on the link, which the little voice in my head said, “Don’t! Viruses!” I clicked on it, my computer hasn’t exploded yet. Maybe it will later, maybe its on of those dormant viruses. My blog is their featured blog, but I don’t know why, it also has the lowest rating of all the blogs listed there.
This is like when you get those address labels in the mail, and then the sender asks you to send them money. At the risk of revealing to the whole world, or at least 35 followers, that I am a bitch horrible person, I never send money. Legally I don’t have to, and personally I don’t the feeling like I am being coerced. Maybe its my history with abusive relationships, but it just sets my teeth on edge to get that feeling. I also don’t use address labels, if I mail something, I have an address stamp. Besides, I don’t send letters, I don’t even mail my bills, I do it all online.
Bottom line is as soon as I post this I am deleting this e-mail and I am not putting the link up on my blog roll. Just stubborn is me.
Thursday, 18 July 2013
May 21, 2008
NYT > THE CITY
Belleza
just a (transplanted) city girl 