Since I moved to NYC in ‘04, I have regularly enjoyed taking a long walk after work. I work in One Rockefeller Center, on 48th Street and 5th Ave. In the morning, I am racing against the following: time in general, the subway and its crowds, The Today Show being filmed on Rockefeller Plaza and its crowds, and the elevator to the 29th floor and its crowds. In my head the phrase “time to make the jewelry” a la the ol’ Dunkin Donuts commercial repeats over and over.
But after work, Manhattan is my oyster, and I’ve got time to spare. I like to amble all the avenues, memorizing their unique sights. During the transit strike of ‘05, I walked all the way home from work to where I was living in Williamsburg, and it took about and hour and a half. In an ankle length bubble jacket during the December cold, no less! (I think I proclaimed myself the fastest walker in Brooklyn on myspace).
Cherishing my exploratory strolls, I set my sights on Soho yesterday. Summer… maybe a lil faire du shopping….
Until I was so rudely interrupted by
Someone emptying what had to have been
A
full
Bucket
Of
Water
Dumped from
5 Stories Above!
Which
Landed
On
My
HEAD.
“What WAS that??!” exclaimed a nearby observer, rushing in.
“I don’t know…” I muttered. WTF, lady, as if I know!
deux mille six 