Pink Cadillacs and other things I saw, learned or
Pink Cadillacs and other things I saw, learned or imagined during the Strike of ‘05
Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces passed
And I’m home bound
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making my way
Through the crowd
-Vanessa Carlton
Two teenage girls taking turns pushing each other downtown in a wheelchair.
Two businessmen trying to pay a horse-drawn carriage to take them uptown.
A taxi refusing to pick up a well dressed white woman on Park Avenue.
A man in a businesssuit handing his doorman the bag of his dog’s poop.
A pink Cadillac squeaking and billowing smoke as it crawled across Seventh Avenue.
A middle-aged woman in heels riding a scooter in Midtown.
Two car drivers fighting over who got to take a guy across the Queensboro bridge, only to have the guy decide to walk.
A monument to sled dogs smack in the middle of Central Park
The prettiest public Christmas tree I ever saw
Two women on the Upper East Side, who hadn’t left their apartments all day, congratulating each other on how resilient they are.
That guy who claimed he would walk 500 miles and then 500 more, never had to walk two miles to and from work.
Turns out, First Avenue runs uphill from both the North and South.
Ari’s mom hoping to get grandchildren out of the strike.
Jessica berating herself for not having cojones after folding to a reraise from Karol
Dawn’s theorem of distance walking, which is something like every subsequent block taking twice as long as the block before it to finish.
A woman grabbing a pretzel off a cart to throw at a car that just cut her off — and then giving the vendor two dollars for it.
I will not walk a thousand miles just to see you tonight.
December 23rd, 2005 at 2:42 am
Two women on the Upper East Side, who hadnt left their apartments all day, congratulating each other on how resilient they are.
I proudly didn’t leave my house but who was the second person? If the conversation was happening at my place, doesn’t that necessarily mean that she left her house?
December 23rd, 2005 at 2:42 am
Two women on the Upper East Side, who hadnt left their apartments all day, congratulating each other on how resilient they are.
I proudly didn’t leave my house but who was the second person? If the conversation was happening at my place, doesn’t that necessarily mean that she left her house?
December 23rd, 2005 at 2:42 am
Two women on the Upper East Side, who hadnt left their apartments all day, congratulating each other on how resilient they are.
I proudly didn’t leave my house but who was the second person? If the conversation was happening at my place, doesn’t that necessarily mean that she left her house?
December 23rd, 2005 at 2:43 am
dude. have you heard of AOL instant messenger?
December 23rd, 2005 at 2:43 am
dude. have you heard of AOL instant messenger?
December 23rd, 2005 at 2:43 am
dude. have you heard of AOL instant messenger?
December 23rd, 2005 at 2:52 am
Oh, it was me and you, wasn’t it? Hahahaha.
December 23rd, 2005 at 2:52 am
Oh, it was me and you, wasn’t it? Hahahaha.
December 23rd, 2005 at 2:52 am
Oh, it was me and you, wasn’t it? Hahahaha.
December 23rd, 2005 at 5:23 am
Confound it, where is that goshdarned plot?
December 23rd, 2005 at 5:23 am
Confound it, where is that goshdarned plot?
December 23rd, 2005 at 5:23 am
Confound it, where is that goshdarned plot?
December 23rd, 2005 at 6:05 am
Rick, stop sweating me.
December 23rd, 2005 at 6:05 am
Rick, stop sweating me.
December 23rd, 2005 at 6:05 am
Rick, stop sweating me.
December 23rd, 2005 at 5:08 pm
Sorry, it’s just so easy.
December 23rd, 2005 at 5:08 pm
Sorry, it’s just so easy.
December 23rd, 2005 at 5:08 pm
Sorry, it’s just so easy.