Archive for January, 2010
In which I inadvertently channel Edward Hopper.
In no way am I trying to capitalize on the popularity of Jersey Shore, I swear. Back when I worked on second avenue, my office was above a coffee/ice cream shop that capitalized on its location on the weekends by selling “last minute” beer. When 2:50AM or so rolled around, the coolers would be emptied of ice cream, six-packs of hard lemonade and cheap light beer would magically appear, and a queue would form — mostly people that needed anything but more alcohol. The questionable wisdom and legality aside, it sure attracted a motley crew, as this picture can attest.
It’s cold out. The formerly slush-like blood of my Wisconsin childhood has thinned out into a runny mockery of its former self.. Nothing a thick cardigan can’t fix, though.