>The New York Times
Wednesday, September 16, 2009 — 9:19 PM ET
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Mary Travers, a Member of Peter, Paul and Mary, Has Died at 72
Mary Travers, whose ringing, earnest vocals with the folk trio Peter, Paul and Mary made songs like “Blowin’ in the Wind,” “If I Had a Hammer” and “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?” enduring anthems of the 1960s protest movement, has died at 72.
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The New York Times
Mon, September 14, 2009 — 8:08 PM ET
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Patrick Swayze, Who Starred in ‘Dirty Dancing’, Is Dead at 57, A.P. Reports
Patrick Swayze, the balletically athletic actor who rose to stardom in the films ‘Dirty Dancing’ and ‘Ghost’, and whose 15-month battle with advanced pancreatic cancer drew wide attention, died on Monday, The Associated Press reported. He was 57 and lived near Los Angeles.
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The New York Times
Fri, September 11, 2009 — 9:25 PM ET
The Yankees’ Derek Jeter Surpasses Lou Gehrig’s Franchise Record for Hits
Derek Jeter obtained his 2,722nd hit on Friday night against the Baltimore Orioles, surpassing Lou Gehrig’s mark of 2,721.
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>The New York Times
Wed, September 09, 2009 — 9:27 PM ET
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Jeter Ties Gehrig’s Record as Yankees Hits Leader
Derek Jeter has tied the Yankees record for hits held by Lou Gehrig. Jeter singled in the seventh inning for his third hit Wednesday night against Tampa Bay, matching Gehrig with 2,721 hits in a Yankees uniform.
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Yesterday Em and I went to the city. Like I mentioned we went to Marie Tash, cause I decided to get a fourth hole in my ears. So for those of you who are keeping track, there are some of you keeping track right? I now have 9 holes. 4 in each ear and one in my belly. I saw a butterfly that I might get to replace the opal, but I am thinking of getting a different kind of butterfly. If I do, I will let you know. Anyway, Em ordered some jewelry for herself too. Hee, anyway. About a hour after, I was wondering why I ever wanted fourth hole, (truth be told, I am STILL wondering) especially when I put my ear buds in Owie! So I have been taking Aleve so I can sleep. My right ear is fine it is just my left ear that hurts all the way to the top. I think it is because of the deformity in that ear, NO, I am not taking pictures of it! I will take pictures of the other ear with the 4 earrings in it, when the swelling goes down and I get that cute little tripod Gwen and I saw at BestBuy.
Last year Labor Day Weekend was the first trip Em and I made to Manhattan, there was a hurricane that trip and we got soaked. We had nice weather this time. That time we went to Tavern on the Green and I took pictures and posted them here. This trip we went to The Russian Tea Room. That’s two fantasies down, now if I could only get a meeting with Derek!
This time, I took the pictures and made a collage. Since I now know how to do that. The pictures are also on Facebook and in my slideshow in the right sidebar.
Yankee Stadium during the day.
Detail of the field.
The 26 years the Yankees won the World Series.
For more postcard fun, visit postmistress Marie Reed
Why we love children… Courtesy of pure-essence.net
1. A kindergarten pupil told his teacher he’d found a cat, but it was dead. “How do you know that the cat was dead?” she asked her pupil. “Because I pissed in its ear and it didn’t move,” answered the child innocently. “You did WHAT?!” the teacher exclaimed in surprise. “You know,”explained the boy, “I leaned over and went ‘Pssst!’ and it didn’t move.”
2. A small boy is sent to bed by his father. Five minutes later….. “Da-ad….” “What?” “I’m thirsty. Can you bring drink of water?” “No, You had your chance. Lights out.” Five minutes later: “Da-aaaad…..” “WHAT?” “I’m THIRSTY. Can I have a drink of water??” I told you NO! If you ask again, I’ll have to spank you!!” Five minutes later…… “Daaaa-aaaad…..” “WHAT!” “When you come in to spank me, can you bring a drink of water?”
3. An exasperated mother, whose son was always getting into mischief, finally asked him “How do you expect to get into Heaven?” The boy thought it over and said, “Well, I’ll run in and out and in and out and keep slamming the door until St. Peter says, ‘For Heaven’s sake, Dylan, come in or stay out!'”
4. One summer evening during a violent thunderstorm a mother was tucking her son into bed. She was about to turn off the light when he asked with a tremor in his voice, “Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight?” The mother smiled and gave him a reassuring hug. “I can’t dear,” she said. “I have to sleep in Daddy’s room.” A long silence was broken at last by his shaky little voice: “The big sissy.”
5. It was that time, during the Sunday morning service, for the children’s sermon. All the children were invited to come forward. One little girl was wearing a particularly pretty dress and, as she sat down, the pastor leaned over and said, “That is a very pretty dress. Is it your Easter Dress?” The little girl replied, directly into the pastor’s clip-on microphone, “Yes, and my Mom says it’s a bitch to iron.”
6. When I was six months pregnant with my third child, my three year old came into the room when I was just getting ready to get into the shower. She said, “Mommy, you are getting fat!” I replied, “Yes, honey, remember Mommy has a baby growing in her tummy.” “I know,” she replied, but what’s growing in your butt?”
7. A little boy was doing his math homework. He said to himself, “Two plus five, that son of a bitch is seven. Three plus six, that son of a bitch is nine….” His mother heard what he was saying and gasped, “What are you doing?” The little boy answered, “I’m doing my math homework, Mom.” “And this is how your teacher taught you to do it?” the mother asked. “Yes,” he answered. Infuriated, the mother asked the teacher the next day, “What are you teaching my son in math?” The teacher replied, “Right now, we are learning addition.” The mother asked, “And are you teaching them to say two plus two, that son of a bitch is four?” After the teacher stopped laughing, she answered, “What I taught them was, two plus two, THE SUM OF WHICH, is four.”
8. One day the first grade teacher was reading the story of Chicken Little to her class. She came to the part of the story where Chicken Little tried to warn the farmer. She read, “…. and so Chicken Little went up to the farmer and said, “The sky is falling, the sky is falling!” The teacher paused then asked the class, “And what do you think that farmer said?” One little girl raised her hand and said, “I think he said: ‘Holy s**t! A talking chicken!'” The teacher was unable to teach for the next 10 minutes.
9. A certain little girl, when asked her name, would reply, “I’m Mr. Sugarbrown’s daughter.” Her mother told her this was wrong, she must say, “I’m Jane Sugarbrown.” The Vicar spoke to her in Sunday School, and said, “Aren’t you Mr. Sugarbrown’s daughter?” She replied, “I thought I was, but mother says I’m not.”
10. A little girl asked her mother, “Can I go outside and play with the boys?” Her mother replied, “No, you can’t play with the boys, they’re too rough.” The little girl thought about it for a few moments and asked, “If I can find a smooth one, can I play with him?”
11. A little girl goes to the barber shop with her father. She stands next to the barber chair, while her dad gets his hair cut, eating a snack cake. The barber says to her, “Sweetheart, you’re gonna get hair on your Twinkie.” She says, “Yes, I know, and I’m gonna get boobs too.”
>Went down Saturday, it was forecast to rain so Em brought ponchos she had bought for the Loggins & Messina concert, that she ended up not using since it didn’t rain when they went. I wore my hat and my denim jacket, just in case. Em had an appointment to get her nails done. After breakfast at Pershing Square Cafe we walked around a little then went to the nail salon early, she decided she also needed a pedicure. So then my adventure started, I didn’t want to wait there, and I was wanting to get my hair cut. So I walked toward 3rd Ave., I had gone online and got the address for Supercuts. I was going there but somehow I turned on the wrong street (big surprise there), however, I saw a sign for haircuts $20 and decided to go in and see. I told the woman at the counter that I wanted a hair cut, she pantomimed cutting with her fingers, “Cut?”, then pantomimed washing hair, “Massage?” (I must admit at this point the little voice in my head was yelling at me ‘RUN! Run for your life!’) I said “No, just cut.” She nods her head and indicates a chair for me to sit in, proceeds to wet my hair and comb it. As for the voice in my head, I told it to just shut up, it was only hair. After a few more hand gestures, thumb and forefinger apart and then measuring on the hair, she proceeded to trim approximately 1 1/2 inches off the length which was not as much as I wanted trimmed off, but that is better then a too short haircut, I don’t have to let anything grow out. I told Em, “Now I feel confident about getting my hair cut in a foreign country.”
Of course after getting my hair cut (no pictures, the style is the same anyway) and paying extra to get it blow dried, I came out of the salon to heavy rain. Grr! It was supposed to stop! I walked back to the nail place and Em was just leaving. I actually was standing across the street and watched her send me a text message. Then I yelled at her for not stopping the rain. We started walking. She had heard about a restaurant, more of a burger place really, and wanted to put it in her book so we had to try it out. It is on 79th Street, at the end where it runs into the Hudson River.
So we walked all the way up to 79th Street, then all the way to the river, which actually at that point is no longer considered a river to the Boat Basin Cafe. Kind of cute inside. Em said it is open year round, it must get freaking cold in the winter. What I didn’t realize, but should have, is the restaurant is located under the overpass, which is kind of a roundabout really.
This is the overpass that goes over the restaurant, we walked along side of this and then walked down some stairs that curved around, so I should have figured out that the restaurant was under it, but I didn’t, not until I went to the bathroom and on the way back looked up and saw the road signs above.
For more pictures, check out my slideshow in the sidebar.
>I heard from Marie that she was very sick, but she is better now and is back to PFF, so here is my entry for this week.
You remember last week (or you can go back and check if you don’t, or not) that I posted about receiving two lovely postcards from my friend Ló, who I met on the website Shelfari. I posted one last week and this week is the second one.
I have posted the back this time, as she was written a little bit about the picture on the front of this postcard. I told Ló, that if I ever got to Brazil I was going to look her up. She said, “Please do.”
You notice that this postcard has the same beautiful stamps as the other one.
For more postcard fun, visit postmistress Marie Reed
>When I have been thinking about a post all day, then I get here and its gone. The only thing I can think of is my new camera and the pictures of my new earrings, but there was more, I just know it.
I am finally caught up on all my review books. I think I am taking a break from them and reading my true crime and challenge books. For details, you can check out my book blog here.
Thursday, 18 July 2013
May 21, 2008
NYT > THE CITY
Belleza
just a (transplanted) city girl 