I’m embarassed to say that it wasn’t until yesterday that I finally visited the newly renovated MoMA. It was worth the wait.(Museum of Modern Art, Manhattan)
The great thing about satellite radio is, you know, all those choices.
(Pret A Manger, Broad St, Manhattan)
There’s rumblings that today might be the last day of the strike, so maybe that’s why the sun seemed particularly bright on my ride to work this morning.(Brooklyn Bridge from under the FDR, Manhattan)More Transit Strike:My New CommuteUnlucky Strike!More Brooklyn and Manhattan Bridges:On The NOvercast/Manhattan BridgeTwo BridgesDriving On The Manhattan BridgeCustomer Service
To get to work during the strike, I’ve been biking over the Manhattan Bridge. Flatbush Avenue has been a parking lot yesterday and today, but on my trusty Bike Friday, traffic is not an issue.Cold, however, is. I don’t have fancy all-weather gear, so I’m pretty grunged-up with layers of t-shirts, fleeces, and long underwear. By the time I get to the office, I’m cold and sweaty. Today, it took me a full two hours to defrost.On the brighter side, I’m getting some much-needed exercise. And because so many people are using the bridges now, it’s also a nice communal experience.(Manhattan Bridge)More Transit Strike:Unlucky Strike!More Manhattan Bridge:On The NOvercast/Manhattan BridgeDriving On The Manhattan Bridge
The TWU transit strike is illegal, selfish, and stupid. Nobody doubts that our transit workers have hard jobs and are often underappreciated. But the union demands have been outrageous and are an insult to the riders. Most transit riders earn way less than the typical transit worker and lack public sector job security. In rejecting the MTA’s latest proposal of a nine percent raise over three years and modest concessions, the TWU apparently think they deserve better raises than the cops, firemen, teachers, and most other working people in this City got this year.Shame on the reckless TWU leadership for subjecting its rank and file to the fines and lost pay this strike will bring upon them. And shame on them for stranding millions of people on a 22 degree day less than a week before Christmas. If there’s any justice, they’ll get what they deserve for holding the City hostage like this. Sadly, all of us are already paying a price for their selfishness.(Jay St & Willoughby St, Brooklyn)
This entry marks the one year anniversary of Bklyn Blggng, started at Blogger on December 19, 2004.As much as I’d like to, I can’t really give one of those self-indulgent look how far we’ve come since then retrospectives because, well, Bklyn Blggng hasn’t come all that far. It’s still just a collection of Treo cameraphone shots with some occasional writing — and a whole lotta Marla.I’ve got some cool things planned for this blog and the rest of the site in 2006, but until then I just wanna say thanks for the support and the interest in this quirky little experiment. I’ll do my best to keep it fun, interesting, and (of course) SEXXXY.
(Franklin St Station, Manhattan)
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