obviously obsessed with the bridges here.

this was taken on my camera phone at this great (but busy) park over by our studios.

this picture always makes me feel better.

because this makes plenty of sense.

Super Dog

makes me miss my dog.

i know this is a little late but

(bill jenson photo)

my mom asked me if i saw the memorial lights, and i said no, but i just realized that i did seeing this photo. i just didn't make the connection. i thought about it a lot on wednesay, when the director of our program recalled his own eyewitness accounts. he's the first person that i know who was there and actually talked about it. i still remember that day, just like all of us do. i was little, in seventh grade, so i didn't understand the gravity of the situation, but i do remember the sick feeling of fear i had. and the misunderstanding of why anybody would want to cause that much devastation. i remember the photos, the magazines and newspapers and news reports full of people covered in blood, covered in ash, sitting in shock, little figures jumping... and the image of the firemen carrying out the first man that they found... it's still strange to think of the new york city skyline without the twin towers, even though it's been eight years. the stories our director told brought tears to my eyes.

what 9/11 would've been like with our current technologies

"# The jumpers will always be with us.

Faced with the most horrible of all human choices, the kind of riddle that grade-school children use to torture each other, many leaped rather than burn. And as the debris falling from the top anthropomorphized into human beings, people watching understood that for the time being, we were all beyond help. "I don't remember faces, just bodies jumping out," says Alexandra Rethore, a second-year analyst at Lehman Brothers. "And the girl next to me was hysterical. She kept saying, 'They're catching them, right?' I said, 'Yeah, they're catching them. Let's go.' " It was a noble act, a message to loved ones: "I'm gone but not lost. I'm still here. Find me." -David Carr

(from boingboing.net)

a new home

since i have a few minutes i thought i'd post some pictures of my new apartment in bushwick.

this is from my last ride on the Q train, which annoyingly, included a long ride on a packed shuttle bus, too. track maintenance is so annoying. the view from the bridge is beautiful though. you can just barely see the statue of liberty off in the distance. it's been rainy and windy and cold the last few days. i like rainy weather but it's been miserable walking around in it.

this is my new neighborhood. my building is the pale yellowish one on the left, in between the other two.

this is my new room.

hung my skeleton key collection on the wall already...

the view from my windows/fire escape. i don't think i have access to that big garden, but it's pretty nonetheless.

as you can see it's pretty bare. i'm going to put my polaroids on the wall, and i put that school desk in the closet. i got a ten dollar floor lamp from target, too, and boy was that a hassle. remind me to never go to target on a weekend ever again. i kind of like how simple it is though. it'll be a lot harder to get it all messy. i actually have a lot of space! it's almost a shame i don't have more furniture.

the kitchen. we don't really have a living room, but that's okay, i won't be here that often and i don't watch a lot of tv.

i'm pretty content. it's loud here, the neighborhood is popping and i can hear the trains pretty easily. i'll get used to it though, and for the nights that i'm not- i brought ear plugs. :) i bought vanilla candles, which add a certain little something. and my bed's pretty comfortable for being just a mattress on the floor. it's not much, but it's enough.

Change They Really Need

if you can't read it, it's a sign that says "give the homeless the kind of change they can really use," and someone has scribbled "i want a car a house a boat & a man in that order! NOW!" i liked how whoever wrote it made finding a man the last priority.