hodgepodge
miscellany
mishmash
stew
mixture
collection
jumble
i do crossword puzzles in my free time.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
A Year in New York (by Andrew Clancy)
i know every single one of these places. i’ve taken those late night cab rides over the 59th street bridge. i’ve seen the waves pounding on the shore. i’ve swam in that public pool, many times in fact. there is no place on earth, in the solar system, in the universe, so inspiring as my hometown. for me, it’s the biggest small town in the whole world and i wouldn’t change a goddamn thing about her.
welcome to new york!
My mind burst into flames on the train this morning.
No one seemed to notice.
(via swiftlyunveiled)
my city rules your city. my city destroys your city. my city is undeniably better than your city. my city is playing chess while yours is playing checkers. i fucking love my city.
My home, my life, my one and only true love #NYC
Your vacation…. my hometown
my friend amanda sums it up beautifully. love you, girl.
moe. - new york city
not surprisingly, i’ve found myself listening to new york-centric songs for the past couple of days. this is one of my favorite (and slightly less obvious) of these songs, one i used to listen to very often during my jam band days (thankfully, very few pictures of me survive from this era). in this song, moe. completely captures the feeling i get when running around my city. i’m joyful, i’m excited, i’m dancing, i feel like i’m home. no matter what the weather, what time of day, however long the delay on the subway, i’m home and i’m beyond ecstatic to be there. it’s dangerous, it’s gritty, it’s shiny and massive, it’s small and secretive, it is everything to everyone and it is whatever you want it to be. new york city, best fucking place on earth.
also, this is a killer song to dance to, whether live at bonnaroo, at home alone, or on the street, singing at the top your lungs. trust.
JUSTICE HAS BEEN DONE.
as always, my heart and prayers go out to every person, and more close to home, every single new yorker, whose lives were forever changed by 9/11. i know i was never the same.
i am not at all prepared to say much of anything right now. there is a mass of emotions welling up inside me that i’m not at all sure how to express: shocked, scared, excited, bewildered, sad, etc. it’s all just very big, i can’t think of how else to describe it right now. but as a native new yorker who saw first hand the devastation and terror caused by osama bin laden, i can only hope that this will bring peace to all the lost souls and all the families and friends whose lives were shattered by this man. will this make the world a safer place? probably not. but tonight i sleep a little easier knowing that at the very least, it is a better place, a world with less evil in it than when this day began.
i love you, new york city. always.
lady liberty
may 2011
a true new york miracle: a completely empty subway car.
april 2011
crossing the west side highway
april 2011
