What the hell?

how appropriate

something called the cramp twins is on TV right now.

i woke up before sunset, and instead of getting up and watching I bemoaned the fact. any other day of the week, you know, that involves going to work, I can't get up. it's impossible. i'm too tired. or it's too cold. etc, etc.

but on a perfectly quiet satruday - sure!

oy.

but on the plus side, i got dressed and went on a bike ride. the cemetery behind the church is stunning. i want to go back when someone knows i'm going there. i'im creeped out by the thought of ghosts. or being murdered. pick one. they have these huge statues.

in looking for a picture, i stumbled across scenes of ny

and in it, among many other interesting tidbits, is something for scrabble fans alfred butts was a jackson heights resident. the link explains why there are numbers on the 35th ave street sign

i live near enough to LIC that there are warehouses that assemble glue, lightbulbs, panels and basically anything that requires copious amounts of labor from south american countries. i saw more men my heigth this morning, than i usually see in a week. and it wasn't evet 7.30am. off to work they went. uck. i need to find some advil.

posted by irene @ 10/23/2004 08:03:00 AM