Here are a few miscellaneous pictures from my first week as a young professional in New York City. I’ll show them roughly in reverse chronological order, in keeping with blogging tradition.
Today, Jen and Sara (from Newington, duh) came down to the city, having been invited by my mom to attend Yiddishfest with us and then come to a post-Yiddishfest party (a.k.a. a “nosh,” though I have no idea if I spelled that right) at the apartment.
Anyway, toward the end of their visit, Jen got a hold of the camera, and all hell broke loose. :)

Here’s me in front of my bulletin board.

Here’s Sara in front of one of my mom’s prints and some of her art equipment.
Eventually I got the camera back and, after many objections that I was trying to steal her soul, finally got the camera-shy Jen to agree to be photographed with Sara. :)
Now then, here’s a picture from Friday, showing the Daily News jumbotron on 42nd Street and 8th Avenue. The computer controlling its content has apparently crashed. Heh.
Here’s another picture from Friday, showing some of the balloons that my boss Lyn and her husband Richard put up in their apartment (which is also our office) for the birthday party of one of their daughters:
While we’re on the topic of the office, here’s a picture of the view from the room where I work, which, as I pointed out on Thursday, must have had a fantastic view of the World Trade Center before 9/11. That black building near the lower left-hand corner is the soon-to-be-demolished Deustche Bank building at the edge of Ground Zero.
Moving further backwards in time, here are the two big city tabloids on Thursday morning, with their Arnold coverage:
And here’s a cuuuute little girl (with her baby doll) who I sat next to on the subway on Wednedsay:
Going back all the way to Monday now, here is a somewhat eerie sight: on a phone booth in the Brooklyn neighborhood where I went to tour a for-rent apartment, it’s a campaign sign for Councilman James Davis, who was assassinated in City Hall on July 23. Apparently the sign, which urges voters to choose the incumbent Davis in the September primary, simply hasn’t been taken down yet.
Finally, here are two pictures that should give you a small taste of what the weather has been like all damn week in the city. They are both from Monday.

A huge puddle on Canal Street after a morning downpour.

The view from the office during the torrential rainstorm shown on radar here.
My blog-children are battling it out: Toby’s blog (soon to become a three-cat blog) and the SHA girls blog have 34 entries apiece at the moment, while Mom & Dad’s blog — boosted by the recent surge in Gnostic Watch entries — is closing in fast with 33. (Jen’s blog is presently trailing far behind with 8.)
But, ladies and gentlemen, this is not a competition; this is only an exhibition. Please, as always, no wagering.
:)
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Categories: Me: Friends, Family & Stuffies
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Today was the hottest August day in Phoenix history, with the high temperature reaching 116 degrees, according to The Weather Channel. I hope Becky’s air conditioner is working well.
As weather records go, though, Phoenix’s day was nothing compared to London’s, where the temperature of 100 degrees was the highest ever recorded in the U.K.
All right, so it took me a while to post this. But here, at last, are my Top 10 favorite memories from Becky’s, Toby’s and my Buffalo-to-Phoenix road trip:
Honorable Mention: Seeing a dust devil in Utah.
10. Finally getting a picture of the Bob Dole/Arlen Specter sign in Russell, Kansas, that we missed in 2001
9. Prairie Dog Town (also featuring pigs, extra-legged cows, and more), Oakley, Kansas
8. Beautiful roadside scenery, western Colorado
7. Monument Rocks, Oakley, Kansas
6. Thunderstorm in Monticello, Utah
5. Monarch Scenic Tramway ski lift and vista, Monarch, Colorado
4. Toby’s lizard-chasing and other cute antics
3. World’s highest suspension bridge (Royal Gorge, Colorado) during giant thunderstorm
2. The Colorado River basin and Arches National Park, Utah
1. The impossibly red rocks and gorgeous scenery of south-central Utah
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Categories: Road Trip July 2003
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Carson Palmer’s (preseason) NFL debut was, um, less than stellar.
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Categories: Sports
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