So I don't know what it is, but somehow I see or experience something new and weird almost every single day now that I live in The City. Take Saturday, for example. It was raining, and in the span of a 10 minute walk down Madison Avenue I saw the following:
Then today, on the 10-block walk to get something to eat while my clothes dried in the basement, I saw a woman pushing a baby in a stroller. Under the baby there was another level to the stroller, and in that level was sitting a dachshund, chilling and watching people walk by!
Even stranger, as I carried my dry laundry up the outside steps of my building and put my key in the front door, a man who looked like a construction worker, wearing a dirty baseball cap and loose jeans, walked up to me and asked for a minute of my time. Thinking he might be a tourist needing directions (seriously, there are tourists everywhere in this city. I don't live near anything even remotely tourist-y but it wouldn't surprise me to see a tourist on my doorstep), I turned to listen to him. Only to have him ask if I was interested in "doing some catalog work" because he was "in need of a brunette." (I said no thanks, in case you couldn't guess)
I can't figure out if it's NYC or if I just notice things more now because I'm always on foot instead of in a car . . . but either way I'm continuously surprised almost every day I'm here. I wonder if I'll miss this craziness when/if I leave. . .
Sorry for the lack of posting, it's been busy around here! Thank you to everyone who bought my latest pattern and/or left comments, I appreciate it!
I have the next pattern almost ready to go, hopefully it will be done and available within the next two weeks. I just have to photograph it and give it a name . . .
Being on foot and not having to commute out of the city makes a huge difference as to what you notice. It’s quite rare to spot wackiness during rush hour on NJ Transit, LIRR, Metro-North, etc. It’s when you find yourself walking in a neighborhood at an “off” hour that you get to enjoy a man with a strainer on his head walking an invisible dog. You will miss it, but there’s always some sort of wackiness to compensate. For instance, I drove by a robin’s egg blue backhoe this morning with a “for hire” sign.
May 21, 2007
I know what you mean. We lived in New York in the late 80s to the mid 90s. One time, my DH and I were driving out to NJ via the Lincoln Tunnel. As we were crawling towards the entrance, a hobo came up to our window (which was slightly open). We were more than a little taken aback when he leaned against the window and yelled “Who Framed Roger Rabbit?!” We still laugh when we think about it.