very simple

Sadie is not a particularly demonstrative or affectionate cat. She lasts about 20 seconds if I try to get her to sit in my lap, and she’d much rather curl up under my ottoman (where I can’t reach/annoy her) than anywhere else. She has always felt compelled to be in the same room as me, following from place to place, but she keeps a wary/respectful distance.

But in the past few weeks or so, she’s decided that she needs to be on my desk whenever I am sitting at the computer. At first, this amounted to stretching herself along the narrow strip of available desktop between the wall any my keyboard, usually with an attempt to co-opt my trackpad into some sort of pillow. For the past few days though, she’s decided that she would like to fit herself into one of the stackable baskets that I keep office supplies in. With the office supplies still in there (and not just stacks of paper either, we’re talking pens, tchochkes, extra computer cords, etc.). So this morning I finally gave in, cleared out the top bin, and put in the liner from her carrier (which takes up too much room in the carrier anyway). It took her about 3 seconds to figure out what I had done, and each time i sit down at my desk, she immediately parks herself in her new spot and starts purring REALLY loudly. I try not to anthropomorphize her too much, but I’d say I made her very happy today.

I normally try to dig up something inspirational for independence day, but today I didn’t get around to digging through my Thomas Jefferson reader or inspirational letters from Washington on freedom of religion. Instead though, here’s a pic of the flag my family of godless liberal heathens still feel inspired to hang on our front porch. Because this is America, where we have the freedom to be godless liberal heathens.

Today, I met a friend from work who is also a photo bug, and he joined me on my (almost) annual trek out to coney island to take pictures. Of course, between the heat of the day and the desire to go out there before the sun was too hot in the sky, we decided to meet at Grand Central at the bright and early hour of 6:45am – we were at Coney before 8 and done by about 10.

Here are this year’s results. Lot’s of parachute jump, wonder wheel, cyclone, and elderly Russians claiming their spots on the beach as early as possible in the morning. All in all, a beautiful day.

Today was another one of those lovely days, and with the quarter winding down, a co-worker and I headed off-campus for lunch. When we finished, we came out to see this classic…Datsun. I was highly amused.

Another co-worker, upon seeing the picture, pointed out the similarity to the Jaguar XKE (featured on Mad Men this season), which just upped the amusement quotient significantly.

I totally see it and yet…it’s a Datsun.

It’s too early for the actual post-solstice manhattanhenge, but it pretty much felt like it last night when I was walking across union square north trying to keep from staring directly into the sun. Yesterday was a perfect weather day, and I tried to take full advantage.

(and is it wrong of me to actually like the weird, spotted, reflective effect that happens here on my iPhone 4?).

Canal Street subway station. If it wasn’t obvious.

sometimes it’s the little details that make it interesting.

After getting curious as to why this building only a few blocks from me was labeled “telephone building”, I did a little digging online and found (via google books), volume 54 of the book “Architecture and Building” published in 1922, which featured this photo of the New York Telephone Co. building.

Same building, 90 years ago.

I wouldn’t want anyone to think that the Chrysler building is the only one I find camera worthy. A perusal through my architecture category would disabuse you of that opinion quite quickly.

In fact, just yesterday, I was compelled to take pics of two more architectural classics.

First, the flatiron building, but from a different side than what most people are used to seeing (hint – it’s the back):

Second, the building that knocked the Chrysler out of contention for the tallest building in the world (at the time of course):

There will never be a time when I get tired of taking (and posting) pictures of the Chrysler Building. I know it’s cliche, but to me, this is, hands down, the most beautiful piece of architecture in this city, and helps define the city in innumerable ways.

Sometimes, deciding to take a different route home from the river (just one block over from where I normally walk!) can lead to stumbling across something absolutely beautiful wedged in between the high-rises and brownstones.