As stated last week: Well, I have nearly 1,050 half-started, half-finished, half-assed posts in the EVG hopper. They just weren't working for some reason. Or pointless. (Or more pointless than usual.) So now, in all their glory, here are some of those posts... with, perhaps, an explanation why I never posted them. And, because at least one person encouraged me to do more...
Oops! Deadline passed. Sorry!
I entered this short.
With all the glass and glitz on the Bowery these days, I was happy to see that the new letters at Project Renewal weren't quite aligned... It works.
The not-so-new now mural out back at the Coal Yard... forgot to post!
A little bit of Taradise on Avenue B... Glad that Tara Reid is still getting work.
Oh, right. Random LES streetscene.
A popular job...
May I use a lifeline?
Yes? No! God, I don't know!
Never did mention Heartbreak Cafe on Second Avenue at Second Street. Heard that people really like it.
Noted, for some reason.
I swear this was R. Crumb sitting under the sidewalk shed at St. Brigid's. Was gonna ask Slum Goddess. But I didn't because the photo was so blurry.
Classic sneaky blogger photo attempt. Pay no attention to the person lurking by the car wheel with a Panasonic Lumix!
My reaction to the story of the Hedge funder who left the ATM slip with a $100 million balance back in June in the Hamptons.
Early Sunday morning outside the Flowerbox on Seventh Street... only one resident has the Times delivered?
Not one 2 Coop pool party story all summer.
Oh. Walking by Eastville Gardens on Avenue C, I notice a group of people staring in the gates here at the former community garden. I stop to see what was what. Pervy German tourists on the way to Zum Schenider were pointing and taking photos. I thought I heard the German word for bikini. Bikiniunterteil! People waiting for the M9 were staring too. I never posted because it would have been far more effective if I had a photo of the Germans taking photos. Plus, it seems pervy posting bikini shots.
At the 11th Street flea market.