Posts from September, 2009
I’m wearing a shirt today that looks becoming and not on a moment to moment basis.
(A not moment)
The “scary” guy sporting the black jeans, black t-shirt, black boots, and black moto jacket, toting the army green sling, with the ring of twenty keys jingling at his hip, wearing the scowl and the finely shaved hair and did I mention that grimace? Yeah, well, he’s skulking along on Union Square East… with a venti Starbucks in his clutch.
Tough guy fail.
The ghosts of the Lincoln Tunnel posed for this photo with my speedometer and friends yesterday.
“I am a New Yorker,” the woman, Robin Kornhaber, 54, told me as if those five crisp words explained everything. “I can do anything on the subway.”