Rory and I were walking around the neighborhood yesterday, seeing if anything had changed while we were in Montauk, when I sneezed three times.
A friend was walking by and witnessed the sneeze.
“Are you sick?”
“No, I just sneezed. I always sneeze three times.”
“Sounded like a sick sneeze to me.”
“Oh, I doubt it.”
Well, this morning my throat is scratchy and tight. My head is achey.
That man has mad skillz.
Posted in Animals, Dogs, Friends, Health, Humor, Life, Walking
Tagged Dogs, friends, Health, Humor, life, New York City, sneeze, walking
A funny thing happened on the way to NYU last night.
Well, funny for me…and some random passersby.
A guy I do not know — actually, I do not know anyone in this story — had just bought a slice of pizza at a restaurant on the corner of 33rd Street and Park. He was trying to cross the street before the light changed, so he had quite a bit of momentum on his side.
As it turned out, a bit too much…because he lost his grip and the slice went flying –
Into the gutter.
Now, this is not funny. It’s actually rather sad. He had just bought the slice, he dropped it and now it’s gone.
No, the funny part was his visible indecision on whether or not to pick it up and still eat it.
When it first hit the street, he was going for it. He was going to employ the ‘five-second rule,’ snatch it up and be on his merry way. But then it slid into the gutter….and he just couldn’t do it.
So he cried out in frustration and walked on.
This entertained myself and about three other people for a couple of blocks. We laughed together and joked about it, sadly at his expense. And now I’m blogging about it.
Posted in Comedy, Humor, Life, Restaurants, Walking
Tagged a funny thing happened, comedy, five second rule, gutter, gutter pie, Humor, life, New York City, NYU, Park Avenue, passerby, pizza, restaurants, slice, walking
I was walking down a street in my neighborhood when Rory flushed out a flock of pigeons.
As they flew up into the air, I thought…
“pigeons in flight”
which led to
“sky rockets in flight”
which led to
which led to
Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy (the guys sing the song a coppola in Ron’s office…remember?)
which led to
which led to
I love lamp.
(And I think Brick would love this one.)
Posted in Animals, Entertainment, Humor, Life, Movies, Music, Walking
Tagged Afternoon Delight, Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy, animals, Brick, Dogs, how my mind works, Humor, I love lamp, life, Movies, Music, New York City, pigeons, sky rockets in flight, Upper West Side, walking
During our morning walk in Central Park, Rory and I climb these stone steps every day..
Well, I climb them.
Rory uses the avoidance method.
Posted in Animals, Dogs, Humor, Life, Nature, Walking
Tagged animals, Central Park, Dogs, Humor, life, NYC, walking
When Rory and I were walking home from Central Park this morning, we crossed paths with a women and her young son, who were presumably on their way to school.
She was explaining what each of the letter grades (A, B, C, D, F) in school meant, to which he replied:
“Why is there no E?”
Huh. Good question.
She said, “There simply isn’t one,” which I didn’t think was a very satisfactory reply.
But I didn’t know the answer either, so I asked the Google machine.
Turns out until the middle of the 20th Century, most schools in the United States used the four letter grading system E, S, N, U — Excellent, Satisfactory, Needs Improvement, and Unsatisfactory.
When they transitioned to the current system, they eliminated the E to avoid confusion.
So, ma’am, that’s what you should have told your little boy.
Gonna have to mark you down for a lack of research.
Posted in Children, Education, Family, Humor, Life, Walking
Tagged Central Park, children, dog, e for effort, education, family, Google, grades, Humor, letter E, letter grading system, life, mother, New York City, school, son, walking
Rory and I saw many interesting things during our early morning walk in the neighborhood.
A barefoot walk of shame. A ‘professional’ photographer taking snaps through a storefront window. Twinkling pickle lights.
Yeah, that last one was our favorite, too.
And now I’ve found them online!
Aren’t you just green with envy?!
Posted in Design, Entertainment, Foods, Home, Humor, Life, Walking
Tagged comedy, Dogs, entertainment, Foods, green with envy, home, Humor, life, morning walk, New York City, online, photographer, pickle, pickle lights, Sunday, twinkling lights, walk of shame, walking
This very bug scuttered across my foot today in Central Park.
Okay, maybe he’s a relative. But it looks just like him.
And where did I found the ‘police sketch’ of the insect in question?
On a bottle of beer.
Cicada Indigenous Ale, to be exact.
Funny how something that looks so bucolic on a bottle of brew…
Creeped the living the shit out of me at 7am.
Posted in Animals, Design, Foods, Humor, Life, Nature, Walking
Tagged ale, animals, beer, beer bottle, bugs, Central Park, Cicada Indigenous Ale, creepy crawlers, design, Foods, Humor, life, nature, New York City, Oh Beautiful Beer, packaging, police sketch, walking
My neighborhood streets were so quiet this morning. Rory and I only saw two delivery men and another man walking his dog. The hustle and bustle of New York City?
Not on Labor Day.
So I noticed little things I normally miss.
This little guy guards the entrance to an apartment building near my post office. I’ve walked this path for five years, and this is the first time he has caught my eye.
(As a Kentucky native, I am especially embarrassed to admit this.)
My friend Dick sits on this stoop most afternoons. Rory and I stop by and catch up on the neighborhood gossip during our walks.
Apparently Tyler chatted with Dick yesterday, too.
And these blooms were hanging on a tree on my street.
A nice end to a lovely morning walk.
Posted in Dogs, Holiday, Life, Summer, Walking
Tagged apartment building, blooms, chalk, Dogs, flowers, gossip, Holiday, horse, Kentucky, Labor Day, life, mornings, neighborhood, New York City, post office, stoop, walking
When I see a photo like this one, from this year’s British Open…
I can kinda imagine what the policeman at the precinct across the street from my apartment think when they see me, late at night, in my wild PJ’s walking Rory.
At the very least, it’s entertaining.
Posted in Animals, Dogs, Fashion, Humor, Life, Photography, Sports, Walking
Tagged animals, apartment, British Open, dog walk, Dogs, Fashion, golf, Humor, life, pajamas, photography, police precinct, policeman, Sports, walking
Just because it’s legal, you don’t have to do it.
This credo was painfully shoved into my eyeballs this morning.
Rory and I were walking home from Central Park when a runner — a man — walked past us, shirt off, sweaty, obviously in the cool down portion of his workout.
Tragically, ‘shirt off’ was not his best look.
This guy made me look tan. He was blotchy and had — mosquito bites, maybe? — all over his back. Although he was working out, his physique was not ready for prime time. But everyone out on the streets was being treated to the display. Without choice. Without mental preparation.
I mean, what if I had eaten?
In New York State, woman can also legally walk outside without their top on, but…
Just because it’s legal, they don’t have to do it.
Posted in Humor, Fashion, Life, Commentary, Exercise, Walking
Tagged New York City, Central Park, Fashion, Humor, life, exercise, New York state, commentary, runners, running, walking, joggers, just because it's legal you don't have to do it, credo, eyeballs, no shirt, cool down, workout, physique, I like shirts