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30 June 2010
Chinatown garbage day
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29 June 2010
Tricking people into doing things
24 June 2010
23 June 2010
Story of the Butterfly
A man found a cocoon of a butterfly.
One day a small opening appeared.
He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours
as it struggled to squeeze its body through the tiny hole.
Then it stopped, as if it couldn't go further.
So the man decided to help the butterfly.
He took a pair of scissors and
snipped off the remaining bits of cocoon.
The butterfly emerged easily but
it had a swollen body and shriveled wings.
The man continued to watch it,
expecting that any minute the wings would enlarge
and expand enough to support the body,
Neither happened!
In fact the butterfly spent the rest of its life
crawling around.
It was never able to fly.
What the man in his kindness
and haste did not understand:
The restricting cocoon and the struggle
required by the butterfly to get through the opening
was a way of forcing the fluid from the body
into the wings so that it would be ready
for flight once that was achieved.
Sometimes struggles are exactly
what we need in our lives.
Going through life with no obstacles would cripple us.
We will not be as strong as we could have been
and we would never fly.
I very excite! Great success!
Old School banana seat bike
I love this bike I saw in SoHo the other day. Anyone else out there that remembers riding on a banana seat? They were great for learning how to ride a bike because I never needed training wheels. My dad would hold onto the handle on the back and run beside me until I got going! That was a genius invention, right there!
21 June 2010
seriously?
18 June 2010
Why aren't people buying more hybrid vehicles?
Pen Pals
My friend Sarah came up with a brilliant idea at the beginning of 2010 to bring a renaissance to the forgotten art of Pen Pal-ing (is that a word?) She and I have been writing letters back and forth (a minimum of once a month is the rule) and I LOVE the photo booth pics she sent with her last letter. Nice job, guys! :)
17 June 2010
The Luckiest People On Earth
I guess in case of emergencies...
16 June 2010
Trapped!
I’ve lived in
On Thursday, I was leaving my office on the 34th floor. I’ve never been nervous about elevators or small spaces, even though some of my coworkers DREAD the long elevator rides to get to our office. I rode down the elevator to the lobby, said goodnight to the doormen, and as I stepped outside, it started pouring rain. Big raindrops. Bad. So I turned around and headed back into the building to get my umbrella, which I’d left in my office. I took the elevator by myself back up to the 34th floor, grabbed my umbrella, and went back to the elevators. There are 4 elevator cars for our floor- they are express elevators that go from the 1st floor straight to the 15th floor, and then all the way up to the top. I stepped into the elevator cab and pressed the 1st floor button.
Around the 26th floor, the elevator cab started shaking. And when I say, “shaking”, I mean violently rattling and making very very scary noises. I got a terrible feeling in my stomach and I was instantly terrified. This isn’t supposed to happen! I grabbed the railings along the sides of the elevator and started to crouch down. After a few seconds of the heavy shaking, the elevator plummeted down. I saw the numbers flashing by: 26,25,24,23,23…just zipping right through. I don’t know why, but the first thing I thought of was that my legs might break if the elevator brakes jammed on suddenly, so I dropped to the floor and sat down as the elevator cab kept falling. After the 15th floor, you can’t see what floor you’re at anymore, so I had no idea where or when this elevator would stop. I was thinking, “what if I die like this? Will I get knocked unconscious? At least if I die, it would be an interesting story! I hope Dan picks out a GOOD picture of me for when this goes on the news!” Ha! It’s funny the things that flash in your head!
So the elevator stopped. Abruptly, but not violently. Kinda like when you jam on the brakes in your car, and it kinda jerks you a bit. I stood up and started pressing every button I could find. I couldn’t figure out how to get the intercom on, so I pressed the fire alarm button and it started ringing just like the alarms you hear in school fire drills. A voice came on the intercom and I said, “I’m stuck in the elevator!” From there, he told me to relax and they would get me right out. I checked my phone and I had reception so I called my husband and told him. He told me to call 911 but I said that I didn’t want to cause an emergency unless they really can’t get me out.
After 35 minutes, it was getting really hot and I was starting to feel a little panicked. The guy on the intercom came on and said that the car had fallen PAST the lobby, and was in between the lobby and basement level and they couldn’t get the doors open. Great. He said that they had to call a mechanic. Are you serious?!
I started texting my friends so that I could get my mind off of the situation and I wouldn’t feel alone. Thank God I had cell reception! Otherwise, I would have been panicked. I was sitting on the floor, watching the minutes tick by, and my friends kept saying to call 911. I said that I would give it an hour and if the mechanic didn’t show up by then, I was calling the FDNY.
The mechanic showed up right at about the hour point, and he worked on the elevator for another 20 minutes. They told me not to move and be very still (that made me feel even MORE nervous!) They weren’t able to move the car up to the lobby, so they pried open the doors and I saw about 8 men standing there (hoping I wouldn’t sue them, I guess!) Two of the men reached down and pulled me up by the arms to the lobby floor. They asked if I was ok, and I told them all I needed was a martini!
Now I do have a fear of elevators but just crowded elevators. I’m glad I wasn’t trapped with 9 other people- that would have been insane! Today, I waited for the elevator and I let it go without me THREE times because there were too many people in it. I finally was ok getting in with 2 other people, but I was still nervous. The thing is, I can’t ever avoid elevators because I live in a high rise building with 60 floors, and I work in a building with 35! I think the best solution is to always carry a flask with some Belvedere on board…just in case!
Lady Gaga Copied!
Little Known secrets about NYC
13 June 2010
Hell's kitchen flea market
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