Showing posts with label the creepy guy with a camera. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the creepy guy with a camera. Show all posts

Friday, January 15, 2010

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Eco-indulgent gym not quite ready for action on 11th Street

Oh! The big Village Green ad came off the front windows at, uh, Village Green, 11th Street's very first eco-indulgent, harmony of mind and body, of time and place, of luxury and lifestyle condo.

Can we see that street-level gym Wellness Center yet?!

Well. Sort of.

Dude, where's the ab lounge?

Then! The paper went back up on the windows...

Until the Wellness Center is open, you Spandex-craving peepsters will have to keep trudging over to Dolphin on Fourth Street near Second Avenue....


Friday, February 13, 2009

Arm of New York

Let me be honest here. Just for a moment. I found this shot on my camera awhile ago. I don't remember taking the picture. I don't remember who the arm belongs to. I just know that I really like the tattoo. That is all.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Dog gone (groan)

I like to amuse myself in little ways. Like!: Walking by the condo construction site on 13th Street near Third Avenue, the place that had the "attack dog" on duty.

I was never convinced that a dog was on the premises...until the fall. Even then, I thought, perhaps this was all an elaborate (and expensive!) audio system.

Anyway, no more dog. [Sighs. Weeps.]

How will I pass the time now?

And look what those teases did.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Things that are kind of creepy

Naked, armless mannequins. On Nassau Street.

The headless bride-and-groom bags at Duane Reade.

The moving company that will pack your kid... on Gold Street.

These T-shirts. Yeah, and he loves your big boobs.

Me taking pictures of an R-rated Snow White passing out coupons downtown. (I never caught up to her. She gave me the slip. So to speak.)

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Unless it's a live-action American Apparel ad

I often see NYU students returning to the dorms after a night of what-not during my early-morning walks in the neighborhood on weekends. Kids these days! I was being a little creepy and snapped this picture a few Sundays ago. (Forgot about the photo until this morning.) I can say with some certainty that -- aside from some kind of scant undergarments -- these young women weren't wearing anything under their coats. Surprise! Surprise! Indeed.