pictures

obviously i've been slacking off for quite a while on the adventures - only understandable, given the regularity of my groinstrong posts and my new job as chief correspondent for cobble hill blog. but this picture inspired me to post again. i'm thinking maybe a new picture every day will give me something to write about.

this is a photo from bemidji, a town in northern minnesota and the heart of paul bunyan country. my grandparents were able to visit our cabin on a lake near bemidji a couple of times before my grandfather passed away earlier this year, and this remains one of my favorite photos of them.

kathryn and i are headed to the lake in a couple weeks and could not be more excited. there are few places on earth where i'm able to fully and completely relax. here's a slideshow from the last trip we made back in 2008 which included a visit to itasca, the headwaters of the mississippi. i heart minnesota! at least in the spring, summer, and fall.

Minnesota Vacation

No A trains to China, Mexico or Africa.

babies

have i seen the babies movie?

yes.

have i seen it twice?

yes.

i mean, it's babies. who doesn't love watching babies? especially japanese babies that are not so mechanically inclined.

but this baby is cuter than all the babies of san francisco, tokyo, namibia and mongolia combined.

best. study break. ever.

Taco parties!

just watch it.

Soap box

I know I'm not the first to say so, nor will I be the last:

Penn Station is a subterranean hellhole.

Have you seen pictures of the grand lobby that used to rise above these tunnels? It makes a man weep. And that man is me, wandering the halls with arrows pointing in three different directions towards NJ Transit. Weeping for confusion and Helvetica leading me astray, for the destruction of history, for the Lost City that is disintegrating into rubble before our very eyes. Not all that is old deserves to be saved, and not every new gleaming tower of glass and steel is to be dismissed.

But by god, someone has to do something about Penn Station.

Also, the 34th Street subway station smells like pee.

That is all.

i balls out love opera.

as you know, i balls out love opera.

but my buddy skippy has taken it one step further. wow. that's all i can say.

So tempting...

Fresh concrete calls to me like a blank canvas... Too bad it's the middle of the day.

Adventures in baseball

First mets game of the season!

Another billboard liberation

Picasso Steve Carell is pretty disturbing...

Blossoms everywhere!

I miss California in January. But when spring finally makes its way to New York, I realize that the Bay is really missing out by not having real seasons. The rebirth of life after winter's decay is transformative, year after year.

My god it's beautiful here.

Belonging to Tip?

Funny, that seems like too many digits.

I know, right?!?

Fail.

Agreed.

what's this? happy st patrick's day

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goat bagpipe? whoa.

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Well, thanks for the warning at least.