Friday, April 23, 2010

Fun With Power Tools

At the end of Bent Fest tonight, I was asked to lend my “brooming skills” to help clean up a projector. This hunk of WIN was waiting for me at the scene of crime. The final performer had opened his act by chainsawing this projector in half. Unfortunately, I was clear on the other side of the (cavernous) room, and only heard a loud ROAR of applause.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Clinical Protection Fail

Good news and bad news. Bad news first: Axe Clinical Protection anti-perspirant DOES NOT WORK. But it did put this shirt on the express train to the laundromat.

Good news: Walgreens has an excellent return policy.

Pics from the weekend coming soon.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Did You Flush? (or, Potty Humor)

I took a jaunt to White Plains this afternoon for an unsuccessful Walmart run (you do NOT need a car to get there, but you DO need all day to do it via public trans.); and stopped in at the Panera Bread down the block. This passive-aggressive piece of WIN was stuck to the back of the men’s room door. 

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

My Evening At The Auto Show

I went to the New York International Auto Show this evening to help staff a booth for the Museum of the City of New York, and got a few pictures while wandering around pre-shift.
With no further ado:

The A-Team van, on display at the Will-Call booth.

My self-portrait, from the eyes up, behind the wheel of a Chevy Impala.

My coffee, nestled next to the gearshift of a Ford Flex

 

A Mini Cooper, tethered to its spot on the floor with rope. Those crafty Brits!

A car model explaining the miles-per-gallon of a sensible-looking sedan to several curious kids.

That’s all, folks! The full monty can be found on my Flickr page.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Fall In Love Please


Phone booth graffiti on the Upper West Side.
Guys, girls, just know that Jim Joe wants you to fall in love. Please.

There is a camera

Took this one last Sunday at a Thai place on 8th Avenue, just down the street from Trinity Grace. When I saw the restroom ticker, I couldn't resist. Even if it took me FOUR shots to get one that didn't say WJHVAYE*%$#.
Oh, and the food and the company were top-notch.

Let's Play Chess!


I happened across this sweet chess set on Flatbush Avenue in downtown Brooklyn.
Just because I never learned the game of chess doesn't mean I don't know a kickass set of pawns n' bishops when I see it.