Clean, Clear and overabundant

NYC Water

Aw...

Papa thug and his baby thug

Oy...

Jesus is a Hater:

...and Moses apparently is gang-affiliated:

Willy's?!

The only time I've ever wandered over to the Metro-Lorimer area of Williamsburg has honestly been when I was drunk. It was strange to see what was happening in the daylight. Consider the garden. Consider the fact that I found a book. It was a wonderful little day trip before heading to IKEA.

When you can't get to the water...

force it to come to you...

Sientate, I insist...

If I wasn't certain it was infested with bedbugs, I probably would have posed sitting on it.

Num num num

neighborhood stroll

Artistry on the go:

Hometown Love:

Advertisement Failures:

Vintage:

...as in 50's style. At Burger King.

I heart Bushwick

It's as if he walked right off the set...

...and on to the street.

love him, front to back

the O-blah-blah continues

Neighborhood Watch

Dead before the rush

$0.99 and up!

Fact: every Catholic and non-Catholic loved JPII (Pope John Paul the Second for those of you who weren't down with him). Every pious Latino loves the Virgin Mary. Hot items at my local dollar store, which if i haven't mentioned already is owned by a Chinese family. A Chinese family fluent in Mandarin, Spanish and some remedial English. Only in Bushwick...

Holy Torah!

There's a fantastic thrift shop off Wyckoff. Figures Aiden would hide this gem from me for as long as he could. I have a penchant for all things Jewish and this shop was chock-full of them. Behold:


From speaking Hebrew, to old memories, to "How to" texts:


I guess it's better than learning it from the holy book?

for the not so annonymous alcoholic...

Proud and juvenile.

The Loom

Since the beginning of the year, a building on the corner of Knickerbocker and Flushing has completely transformed. Now known as the Loom, this trendy mini-mall has come to fruition. Upon my return from South Africa, the shops were all open and up until my return from Ohio, I hadn't gone to see it for myself.

A yarn cafe?! not to mention a deli, a yoga place, a vintage furniture/upholstery shop, bike/moped repairs and a place operated by the local Jewish community to celebrate the shabbat together.

Summer chills

... so we went to an all-American bar to watch the international sporting event known as the World Cup. Still strangely in touch with the world.

Never have I ever...

This was perhaps the second time that I have slept in a tent. This was also the first time that I have ever been anywhere near a trailer. Not just campers or RV but the stationary trailers with indoor plumbing and generated electricity.
I had never been in a freshwater river.
I have never seen a spring in person.


I have never eaten raspberries so fresh.
I have never eaten eggs straight out of the chicken (they had a coop and we went there in the morning to pick up eggs for breakfast).
Or for that matter seen them develop.

I never knew what a buckeye was:

I have never been on a ATV, or as they say in these parts, a four-wheeler.

Aiden constantly takes my virginity...

There have been a lot of firsts