Archive for June, 2011


Stairs that go nowhere

These stairs are in the local park. The don’t actually go nowhere, they go to the top of the hill. But there’s nothing there. Just the top of the hill. It is a big flat expanse of grass. It could have at one time been the site of some kind of building and if I wasn’t lazy I would do some research into it.

But I am, so I won’t.

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You’re lying in bed in the morning, sneeze and immediately have to get up to pee.

You know which stores have a bathroom.

You have more Dr. in your phonebook then friends.

You can’t remember which ones are friends.

The font on your iPhone is set to large.

Adopt ME!!


at Washington Square Park

“A” Ball

As in the Hudson Valley Renegades versus the Staten Island Yankees. We went because Dutchess Stadium, the home stadium for HVR is about 2 miles from my house. We cheered for the SI Yankees though. Minor league ball is played with the same rules as major league ball, but it is a completely different experience. For one thing,

Giant raccoons! For another thing, shortstop #2 is not Derek Jeter and pitcher #52 is not CC Sabathia.

Pictures from Manhattan


I got a kick out of this. Live Bait at the top and Raw Bar in the window. So, does unsold live bait go into the raw bar? My brain is weird.

Street Fairs


These are glass pendants, they are very popular at the street fairs. You can usually find a table in every block. They are also really cheap, most are $3 with $1 for the cord to hang them on. They are sold separately so you can match whatever color in the pendant you want with a cord. I have 3 that I got from street fairs and one that I got from a street vendor.

These are two of my necklaces. For some reason I keep getting heart shaped ones.

Normally Saturday is my day to play in Manhattan. However last weekend I had planned to come down Sunday with Gwen since Em and D were going to the game on Saturday. The plan was to go with Gwen to church on Saturday, then go down Sunday to walk around, take in a street fair, just kind of hang out. However, Em sent me a text during the week asking if I wanted to go to the game Sunday, since I had already planned to be in the city with Gwen. So our plans changed. We went down early to go to a street fair and then took the subway up to the stadium for the game.

First we got watermelon, then we stopped to get glass necklaces. For the first time ever I had the roasted corn. So good, roasted with a little butter and salt, I will definitely be getting it again. Then Gwen got a banana strawberry crepe and I got a hot Italian sausage. I may never get another hot Italian sausage at the stadium again. It was so much better.

Then we headed up to the Stadium, forgot the 7 wasn’t running so instead of taking the D we took the 4 and met family from Ohio (Yankee fans) headed to game. Since I already wrote about the game, and since I am behind in my posting, I’m going to post my pictures from Manhattan in a couple of separate posts.

Allergies

People aren’t born with allergies, it may appear that way, some people seem to have had allergies since they were born, this is not true, what is true is they developed their allergies very early. If their mother was allergic this makes them much more susceptible and much more likely to quickly develop allergies. As I discovered today, I am still developing allergies.

Em and D went to the Yankee game. The kids made crab legs, since they can’t have them when Em is home. I have never had a problem with crab legs, so I had some. I didn’t pig out, but I ate my fill. A little while later my throat got phlegmy, then the roof of my mouth and back of my throat started itching. My chest got tight and now I have a headache. So no more crab for me. Sigh.

And that’s all, says she.

Words with Friends

In case you don’t know, Words with Friends is a game. It is played on a wireless device with another person who has the game on their wireless device. I play it a lot.

That being said, I have decided I hate Words with Friends. I hate words, I hate letters, I hate anything connected to the alphabet.

However, I can’t stop playing it.

Out of control

That is me, I am totally out of control. See this picture.

I now have six (count them! 6!) holes in my ear, and five in the other.