This past weekend, I biked out to Long Beach (just outside of Far Rockaway, for those that have never been). My original plan was to bike all the way to Robert Moses, but I took a really indirect route, and by the time I got to Rockaway, half the day was gone (er, in part due to forgoing my plan to wake up early . . .
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I was scouting in the Richmond Hill neighborhood of Queens today when I saw this tree that appears to be devouring its “SLOW – CHILDREN AT PLAY” sign.
I’ve seen signs with bark wrap-over before, but here it seems like the tree is on the verge of gulping the sign down.
. . .
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When I turned the corner onto West 11th Street and saw the Palazzo Chupi for the first time…
…I have to admit, the first thing that came to mind was the Tower of Terror in Disney World.
. . .
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Yep, it’s true – SNY has sold out. For those who might be interested, I was asked by the NY Post to write a retrospective of my ten favorite New York City finds for their Sunday edition, which was published today (pgs. 26-27).
I’ve been thinking of putting together a print column for a . . .
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I saw this ad while biking over the Pulaski Bridge, and I was pretty amazed:
What an odd question to ponder while going into Queens. Am I stupid? Or what?
I get the intention – we’re stupid if we don’t listen to 970AM. But it feels like it’s incomplete: with . . .
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In the 1930′s and 1940′s, as telephone numbers began to increase in digits, “telephone exchanges” were introduced to make it all a bit easier to remember. The first two digits of a phone number were referred by a word incorporating their related letters – for example, PEnnsylvania 6-5000 would mean to dial PE6-5000, or 736-5000. You can still find remnants of this . . .
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