Tag Archives: Manhattan

Your assistance, please

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During our bus tour of Manhattan yesterday, we saw this symbol hanging along the streets of Chinatown.

The tour did not comment on them, so I don’t know what they are…but I love the colors.

Any ideas, my super smart Eggers?

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I hear voices

I had appointment after appointment today, so I was walking through the streets of Manhattan for hours….which meant I overheard a lot of chatter.

My favorites were between kids and their parents.

overheardEAVESDROP #1

Child: Mom, can I get a smoothie?

Mom: I don’t have any money.

Child: Well, can’t we just buy some?

EAVESDROP #2

Child: …we saw Adrian afterwards.

Grandmother: It’s nice that he lives close by.

Child: Yes, right by the sewer.

EAVESDROP #3

Child in Stroller: Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo…

Dad: Do you simply have to be heard all the time?

Child: (silence) Yes. Woo Woo Woo Woo
You’re welcome.

One hour or less

Amazon one-hour delivery lives in Manhattan!

Amazon NowI learned that my neighborhood qualified for Amazon Prime Now a few months ago, and downloaded the app on my phone.

But today I took it out for a test drive.

I placed my order at 3:35pm, with guaranteed delivery by 4:35pm. At 4:11pm, the items arrived at my door.

It is as fast as my local pizzeria!

There is a minimum order of $15, and a $7.99 delivery charge for Amazon Prime customers…but for things you need right this minute —

It’s a deal!

City chick

‘The big, bad city’ — Manhattan has been been hit with this label from time to time.

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But the more I watch shows like Pretty Little Liars, the more I’m convinced the suburbs are the real danger zone.

Those big backyards where murders are plotted and carried out, and bodies buried. Ginormous homes where secret assignations are simple because there is so much space.  And parks that serve as conveniently creepy venues for the local lunatic to hunt you down.

Times Square?  Piece of cake.

I see the light

I live across from a police precinct in Manhattan.

Could there be a safer location?

police precinct

I’ve always felt safe here. Police are on the street around the clock….and within reach at a moment’s notice.

But since the two grand jury decisions not to indict police officers in incidents in both New York City and Ferguson, it feels somewhat less so. Granted, demonstrations in Manhattan have been organized and peaceful to date — and none have ventured down my side street — but you sense that police are in a heightened state of alert.

Case in point, the station across from my building has their flood lights on every night, so our street is always daylight-bright.  When my dog and I go out for a walk at 7pm or midnight — or 3am if necessary — it looks like the middle of the afternoon.

So in a sense, I guess it’s even safer now. And probably keeping the people on the front of the building awake at night.

 

Wasted on the young

After my friend Kathy saw the Broadway play This Is Our Youth a few weeks ago, she quipped on Facebook:

Well, this isn’t my youth.

After seeing the show myself yesterday, I agree and disagree.

The pre-show literature had warned of some drug use in the show, which centers on 24 hours in the lives of three privileged kids on New York’s Upper West Side in the early 80’s. What it should have said is it’s about drug use. And drug dealing. And stealing for drugs. And selling your possessions for drugs.

Not my youth at all.

But the friendships and budding (and then dying) romance between the characters is very familiar and well-acted by the cast, which includes Michael Cera, Kieran Culkin and newcomer Tavi Gevinson.

They may have been fumbling around onstage in a fake stoner haze, but I’m not sure I was anymore self-assured as a clear-headed teenager back in the 80s.

That was my youth.

How sweet it is!

Living a block from Central Park in Manhattan, I’ve been known to get a bit grouchy come Saturday morning when yet another group of runners clog the streets and walkways and generally disrupt my morning walk.

Don’t they know we dog people own the park?

But today there was a run that even I can get behind —

cupcakesThe New York City Cupcake Run

This 5 kilometer (3.1 mile) race for people of all ages challenges participants to go the distance while stopping to eat three cupcakes at checkpoints along the course.  Tasty!

Plus, a portion of the proceeds benefits New York Cares.

And if that isn’t reason enough to love this non-traditional charity event, here’s one of my favorites —

It’s run in Astoria.