Showing posts with label Tom Otterness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tom Otterness. Show all posts

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Buckets of Rain Over Your Head: August in NYC










Biking along the Hudson River, Alison and I visited a few spots downtown.

First stop, Otterness sculpture garden just west of Stuyvesant high school at Chambers Street. Second stop, Pier 25 between Harrison & North Moore Street. Pier 25 is a wonderland with grass, sand, golf, sprinklers and buckets of water that flip over cooling kids of all ages. Here are some photos from the bike ride.

August is the month when all children torture adults to get to water, and it's nice to see the city helping that effort with inventive playgrounds. With spots like Otterness garden and Pier 25's buckets of water over your head these are the good old days.

Here are Pier 25 photos I took last winter.

Next City Stories: Stoops to Nuts storytelling show @ Tuesday, August 16th @ 6pm @ Cornelia Street Cafe. We have great tellers and songsmiths, The Amygdaloids, Lindsey Gentile, Rachel Pertile Goldstein, Jed Parrish, Thomas Pryor & Andy Ross. It will change your life. I don't know how we do it, but we do. The Cafe requests $7 admission to cover their expenses then they turn around and give you a free drink, a swell deal.

Buckets of Rain cover featuring Beth Orton & M. Ward.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Smile Away



Walking down MacDougal Street yesterday, I passed a fellow at a cafe table talking sweetly to a woman on his laptop screen. I imagined her far, far away. Coming from the rear of the shop, I heard Paul McCartney voice, "Smile away, smile away, smile away..."

The internet's done wonders for long distance relationships.

Today, Paul McCartney is 68 years old. Ringo will be 70 in July. They are both still here, two gifts. Happy Birthday, Paul.

























Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Mad Mom's Not Pleased With Pee-wee

Despite Mad Mom's best efforts, Pee-wee continues to woo Bride of Frankenstein Barbie.
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In the last month, Pee-wee bought fine art for his angel, taken her to roof top restaurants for French cuisine, arranged tango lessons, and spun Bride of Frankenstein Barbie through Central Park in horse-drawn carriages. The last straw for Mad Mom was hearing Pee-wee told Bride of Frankenstein Barbie that her Italian sauce was the best in the world. Made Mad Mom's blood boil.

Mad Mom promised to blast this tryst asunder. Stay tuned...

Watching the action, my Uncle Mommy's teddy bear & friends. There hasn't been this much excitement in the living room since Lawrence Tynes drove the ball through the uprights in Green Bay sending the Giants to the Super Bowl two seasons ago. Teddy is hoping to get called into action later in the football schedule this year. Teddy told me he was in a car last week, and a guy pulled up along side him in a yellow Hummer with a sticker on the side that said "Top of the World." When Teddy looked inside to see who was driving he saw a guy with a bad haircut wearing a Dallas Cowboy jacket.











Here is a picture of City Hall Park at midnight and one of the Woolworth building yesterday.