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August 21, 2004
Is this bike for sale?
This bike is missing handlebars, a seat, a rear wheel, and a chain. The yarn tied to this bike makes it look all the more tattered, but it didn't hold someone back from making an unsolicited offer to buy it. (See black ink.) And they even got an answer. (See red ink.)
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Posted by bengel at 07:59 PM | Comments (0)
New York
In July I went to New York to hike for a week. I took a red-eye on Friday and arrived at JFK on Saturday at, like, 7am.
I took the A Train to Penn Station, where I coincidentally ran into Kelly, Jaime's friend from New York. Guess these things don't only happen in San Francisco.
I had enough time to go buy a Richard Saul Wurman book and a book on vegetarian restaurants before catching a train for New Brunswick.
I got there just in time for Nathalie and Jim's wedding at 3:00pm. Well, with enough time to go to a pizza parlor and "shower" in the sink. (I had taken the red-eye, remember.) I think I ticked the guy in the pizza parlor off, but hey, life goes on.
By the way, thanks to Lori for the directions to the chapel.
Back in Manhattan, Darcy and Jim let me stay at their place for three nights. Thanks Darcy and Jim! One night, I went to a free Earlimart show at the Chelsea Piers. What an amazing venue. John is the one on the right. He works for Bill Clinton.
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I wish I had pictures of Bill Clinton's office, which John was nice enough to show me. It's every bit as impressive as one might guess. Gifts from kings, pictures with celebrities, massive paintings. None of it overstated or overly opulent, but all of it impressive.
I spent a lot of time warwalking with my Palm. I expected to find a higher density of access points in New York, but still had lots of fun when I found them. Bryant Park has free access, which I used to its fullest. Verizon has set up access points at telephone booths, but not all of them seemed to be functioning, and of course, you have to pay to use them.
I found that the best access points are near a place to sit, which you sometimes find near phone booths, but mostly not.
Amy and I went to Pete's Candy Store in Williamsburg. I love Williamsburg. And Amy is a total rocker. She still reads German literature.
The West Village is quite picturesque.
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Koji told me to go to the zoo in central park and see the polar bear named Gus. I didn't find him, but I did sit a spell while the friendly vendors walked by, selling Coronas and Heinekens.
Ola told me to go eat pizza below the Brooklyn Bridge and go to PS1. No pizza, but the museum was brilliant.
I saw Scarlett Johansen at Tortilla Flats in the West Village. John disagreed whether it was her, but I insist on believing it's true.
New York is a big market to advertise to. Apprently there is return on the investment of flying five planes over Manhattan on a Friday afternoon, leaving puffs of clouds that spell out a phone number.
Well, that's it. I can't wait to go back.
Posted by bengel at 06:20 PM | Comments (3)