Tag Archives: Upper West Side New York City

Lady luck

When it comes to bugs, I earned my wimp card years ago.

I’m not a fan.

But the ladybug?  That’s one very different beetle.  It’s cute, it eats a lot of harmful insects and it’s lucky.  (That’s a scientific fact.)

If you like ladybugs too, you might consider this Ladybug Nightlight that my friend Stephanie sells at Stoopher & Boots on the Upper West Side.

Look at that face.

And you might stop reading right now.  Because the rest of this post on ladybugs will freak you out.  It did me.

Hungarian Artist Gabor Fulop also likes ladybugs.  A lot. So much so that he created 20,000 and hand-painted them.

He then applied his ladybug creations to a  sculpture of the human form, forcing viewers to imagine what it would feel like to have ladybugs crawling over every inch of their bodies.

Me?  I wouldn’t feel lucky at all.

Keep moving

“Give me a place to stand, and I will move the Earth.”

Archimedes, considered by many to be the greatest mathematician of all time, said that.

Clearly he never loitered in New York City.

On two separate occasions yesterday afternoon, while shopping around my neighborhood in the Upper West Side, I became a person of interest…

….simply because I stood in one place too long.

The first incident occurred in Barnes & Noble.  I was talking on my cell phone and moved to a deserted corner so I wouldn’t disturb anyone with my conversation.  After a while, I noticed B&N security standing to one side, pointedly looking at me.  The guard continued to stare until I moved to another section of the store.

I’m so gangsta.

Since they didn’t have the magazine I was looking for anyway, I continued walking down the street.  When the  wind picked up, I stepped into a deep window alcove to shield the phone’s mouthpiece.  The window shutters were closed, so I didn’t pay attention to the folks inside.

Until I realized they had noticed me.

There was a kitchen on the other side.  The cooks gave me curious looks through the narrow space between the slats.  Eventually one moved closer to the window, stirring the batter in his bowl, squinting in curiosity.

That’s when I decided to move it along….and realized another wonderful advantage of having a home.

Sure, it provides shelter from the elements and a place to sleep.  But it’s the one place you can sit on your butt or stand in place without moving — no explanation required.

So, that’s why we pay the big rents in NYC.