Archive for August, 2012


Back to hell er my commute


The next stop is 59th Steet. A little better shape then the previous station. I have used this station, there is a library near here that I have been to.
There is some pretty tile here.

And a newstand and most importantly,

Not only can you transfer to an express here, you can change directions. There is a tunnel under the track. If you realize you are going uptown and need to go downtown, you can walk to the other side and not have to pay again. I would prefer to run across Lexington in front of 50 speeding cabs before I would walk through this tunnel. But this is the Evil Green Train or the Train From Hell, so why would I walk under it?

The reason this post was so long in coming is this: after I took all the pictures I noticed some shoes at this station, but they weren’t in the photos I took. It was perplexing, but I figured it out, when I took the pictures I was on the local, I take the express to work and that is when I saw the shoes. The reason I couldn’t get a picture before tonight was because the green is always so crowded (every day!) that I couldn’t take pictures from the train and since I was on my way to work I couldn’t get off and wait. Today I went down to the express platform and took these picture.

Since I live in the city, I still take the train when I want to go somewhere. Sunday I was hanging with a friend, we ended up at Port Authority, after getting shakes at Shake Shack (caramel, so good) where we parted ways. I now had two choices, either get on the shuttle to GCT or walk down 42nd Street. Through about 6 billion tourists, all the tourists in the world were in Time Square on Sunday. That may be an exaggeration. Saturday I bought this nifty bag and in my bag I had my camera.

These pictures were taken inside Port Authority, on the Subway side of it, not the bus side. I don’t know if these circles mean anything, I just thought they were pretty.

There’s a delay

On the evil green train.

Rather on my posts for the “Evil Green Train Pictorial Essay”.

This is what happened. I looked through my pictures of the 59th Street station, and there are no pictures of the shoes. I have seen them there, before I write my post I need to go back and photograph them, and figure out how I missed them the first time. I have an idea, but before I put anything in writing I want to be sure I get it right.

Stay tuned, enjoy the hold music.

New York City

Where the stores are all closed but the sidewalks are crowded.

Where a sweet-voiced girl offers you a ‘song for spare change’.

Where a stranger will pick up your sunglasses for you even when he knows you dropped them because you’re tipsy.

Where the cost of public transportation keeps going up but the ferry is free.

Where the MiLB teams are affiliated with the local MLB teams.

That’s all. For now.

This is another stop that I have never gotten off at. This sign looks nice but, This picture seems to indicate that this station is not on the cities priorities of maintenance. Overall a rather depressing place.

77th Street stop, I don’t think I have ever gotten off the subway here.

The only thing here is Lenox Hill Hospital. If I have to go to the hospital, I’m going in style, in an ambulance with lights and sirens!

Live music! They were willing to let me take their picture, one asked me if it was going on You-Tube. They played a cool song, I wish I had written it down because now I can’t remember. There is also a news stand here, I didn’t take a picture because the man seemed kind of grumpy, I just bought a blue Gatorade and went on my merry way.

86th Street is the next stop, here you can transfer to the 4 or 5 trains. You will still be on the green train, but the 4 and 5 are express trains. This makes them evil on speed. They go the same direction but they make different stops when you get to Brooklyn or the Bronx.

This is something you need to know on the subway, you do not travel north or south. You go uptown or downtown. Uptown takes you to the Bronx, Downtown takes you to Brooklyn. We are not discussing Queens, the green train does not go to Queens.


This is a Mets hat. This is a good place for a Mets hat, any other team the owner would have climbed down into the muck to get the hat but Mets fans ….. I might be a little biased.


Here are some examples of the ornate tile work. If you click on the pictures they will get bigger. Don’t worry it’s safe, it just links to a full-size image, you won’t go to another website.

I spent Saturday night at my old place. I used to rage against people who said I lived upstate, “I don’t live upstate, I live in the Hudson Valley.” Saturday when Em was in the city and the Greenpeace guy was asking us for money, the first question they always ask is “Where are you from?” Em answers, “Upstate.” So ….

I slept in my old bedroom, except it wasn’t my old bedroom. The bed was where my sewing machine used to be, they actually turned the two rooms into one, so there is a sleeping area and a sitting area, so Sarah can have a friend over. Em got corn and roasted it on the grill. It was so good, but I was sick, I am still sick. Blech.

Yankees lost on Sunday, CC went on the DL, I told Alex, “The Yankees are doomed, that means no more half-price Papa John’s.” His reply was they better start winning again because he wants his pizza!

So my head is going to explode anytime now. I should post the rest of my pictures before that happens.

The beginning of evil

My journey begins at the 96th Street Subway station. Today I rode the train to Grand Central Terminal and took pictures of all the stops. I took pictures of the tile work mainly and will provide commentary and tips for surviving the NYC Subway system.


All the subway stations have signs like this, blue tile surrounding the number of the station. This is the station I come to every morning to go to work.


This station has a waiting room. This is how it looks from the track.


This is the picture that proves my contention that the green train is evil, I don’t know if you can see but there are butterflies coming out of her mouth. This is a movie I would never ever ever go see.


These are the tiles I was looking for to take pictures of, some of the stations have pretty pictures in tiles, I thought all of them did, I guess I just wasn’t paying attention because as you will see, not all of them do.

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This was one of those days when I wanted to do this. Lie in the grass in the shade. There were two reasons I couldn’t.

One is Em was here and we were walking around, lunch and nail appointment and giving money to Greenpeace. The second reason is –

I’m allergic to grass.