70 years ain't so much

New York: Then and Now

The surprising thing is, that so little seems to have changed since the 30's that when you hit a photo that is significantly different, it really jars.

http://www.newyorkchanging.com/imagelist.html

Screw it, I have now had three attempts at getting this to publish as a link. Just copy the address into your browser if you want to see it.

Permanent (Temporary) Hiatus

I update so rarely that you probably won't notice, but this Blog is now officially on 'hold'. I have had a 'Laptop Mishap*' this week which has meant that I have had to buy a new one.

All my NY photos were on my old one. Luckily I still have the discs that I saved them to, but I am a lazy arse and I know that it will take me ages to get round to uploading them all again.

The saddest thing is, now that I can't update, I really really want to.

I'm a contrary bastard.

*Someone needs to use that as a name for a blog.

This was my second trip up The Empire State Building

There WILL be a third.

Inside my head...

Some of you saw me clutching my note book, some of you saw me panic when I thought I had lost it and all the phone numbers and times and places it contained.

It also, however, contained some stuff that now makes me go 'what on earth was going through your head when you did that?'

Mid Town Comics sells the BEST souviners

Although they do seem to have taken the phrase 'I walk the line' a little too literally, I never had JC down as a tightrope walker.

What I done on my day trip, by Sam Carpenter

I took a day out of New York. I went to Philly...





















..I .and helped move cardboard boxes.





















...well, I say 'helped'. Actually I just took bad photos of Sarah moving cardboard boxes.

I also watched the best TV show ever. Yay for 'The Dog Whisperer'

I must have been drunk...

...cos I have no recollection of meeting Alice Cooper and his oddly normal girlfriend.

I do remember seeing Willie Nelson though.
















Despite the seeming evidence, that is not actually shit photography on my part.

That is what Willie Nelson looks like through the thick haze of maijuana smoke that he lives within.

Oh, OK then, it's shit photography

Birds on sticks.

look. Birds. On sticks.

(I'm scraping the barrel here aren't I? I better come back and take more pictures)

My coat has been on more women than I have...

(luckily for me, the title of this post isn't even close to being true)

'Put the lid down, that'll contain it'

This is the best 'inside a toilet lid' grafitti I have ever seen.*

Damn those Commie Bastards!
















*actually, I think it may be the only "'inside a toilet lid' graffiti I have ever seen"**

**How the fuck do you spell 'grafiti'?

You can never trust a stranger, eh?

This has nothing to do with NY. But it's my blog, so if that bothers you, well...fuck right off!

This is from Toronto last May. A recent conversation inspired me to post it.

Tammy* had just moved from Albany to (some town near Toronto that I forget the name of), so we arranged to meet up.

I asked a random punter to take our photo. This is what I got:
















Shit photo, huh?

It doesn't do justice to how lovely Tammy is. I hope this does:
















*That's 'Brown_eyed_girl' to you long term IRCers.

She be cool.

Birthdays is fun.

Yaay for Kristina:

















Yaay for Leigh and Cindee. (I wish I hadn't pulled that face)
















and Yay for the birthday boy himself.

In a field of one.

I am fairly sure that if you asked everyone in England 'What is the best thing about New York?' I am the only one that would say 'this is':






























Thank you for being awesome.

I will always love you, Magnet.

Sexxxxxxxxxy!

Through the NY Improv community, I have been lucky enough to meet some very funny, incredibly friendly, particularly smart, gorgeously attractive and all round fantastic people:
















And Maddy's quite nice too.

When you are in England...

...you get told all sorts of stories about the kind of nutters you will find on the streets of New York.

I have to admit, I actually didn't find that many. But I did find this guy:
















He was preaching in Bryant Park.

My biggest regret is that I didn't get a photo of him when he threw himself to the floor and started 'speaking in tongues' seconds after I took this picture.

My second biggest regret is that I didn't get a photo of the policeman standing in front of him, who didn't move a muscle while it happened.