Ink Lake

The Beast From Salt Lake City

We go to Utah and come back with this, aka “Cricket”.

Visited an animal shelter rather than ski on a too-warm day. Bought dog-carrier off of Craigslist. Had to pay $125 to Delta for the privilege of carrying her onboard.

Occupy the Bed

I go to hop on a plane, and this is what happens before I even get off the AirTrain at JFK. (Not in frame is the other cat, who perhaps took the pic.)

Lazy Sunday

Without ever having met him, the dog has gotten my dad’s moves down to a tee.

I Sure Can Pick 'Em

 

Yes, after Lori Berenson, I had other great dates.

No, I didn’t recognize her by the picture, but the name caught eye whe I looked at the lead post this afternoon on Gothamist.

About 20 years ago, I went on a few dates with Ms. Van Voast (apparently, AKA New York's “Topless Paparazzo”).

I remember we caught Deconstructing Harry, and then grabbed some coffee. Somehow the subject of Albert Speer came up. I remember her remarking it was a shame that he didn’t get a chance to construct all those cool buildings.

A Room With A View

It took me 13 1/2 years. (Well, 13 years thinking about it. Half a year of plans/permits. Five days of work.).

Lazy Sunday

Algonquin

A great trip to one of my two favorite places on the planet (Alta being the other). The company couldn’t be beat, either.

 

 

An aptly-named Smoke Lake.

 

Happy.

Very Lucky Me

The View From My Roof

My Neighbors

I love my city, so very, very, much.

Tim Bradstreet, from a photo by Derek Schiavone