- I stopped to say hi to Rick at the Greenmarket in "condiment alley," where he told me that he met someone I know while DJing in his silk pajamas at a bar in the East Village last weekend (does this ring any bells to anyone?).
- I noticed some very beautiful buildings on 19th between Irving and Third, several with mosaic tiles and a few with NY Public library-esque mini-lions (or other creatures) out front.
- I fell even more deeply in love with my now-antique iPod (and its shuffle function).
I've decided that "An Open Letter to NYC" by the Beastie Boys is the perfect song to hear on your walk to work
on a crisp sunny day during the transit strike. Other favorite parts of my commuting soundrack included "Rapture" by Blondie and "All in a Day" by Joe Strummer and the Mescalaros. I'm sure if I were more of a techno-dork I could figure out how to link to clips of each of those songs . . . any hints from the
dorks experts out there?
And by the way, I have kept up with my gym regimen on top of my walking to and from work for the past two days, so I'm a bit pooped at the moment. Off to bed for me.