Posts tagged with #photo

March march

Canal Street & Bourbon Street

Camera man on Conti Street

Marching band on Conti Street

Marching down the middle of the road, wearing a suit, drinking champagne. (A New Orleans wedding.)

“the only tipoff that it wasn’t a
normal Chris day was the suit.”
—JLee

March 30 • #daisy #jlee #new-orleans #photo

Mississippi River

View from French Quarter, New Orleans

March 28 • #new-orleans #photo

Double take

Tina Roth Eisenberg a.k.a. swissmiss

A photo of her giving a talk
within a photo of her giving a talk.

At Scholastic in SoHo, New York City.

March 13 • #new-york #photo

Construction paper

Building a box fort in the new apartment

Previously: Floor bored (waiting for packages)

March 6 • #daisy #new-york #photo

Floor bored

Sitting on the floor of my new, empty Brooklyn apartment, waiting for FedEx and UPS. Dear lord, please let no one Unhappy Hipster me.

March 1 • #new-york #photo

Breaktime

Late night pool at Space Billiards in Korea Town, New York

January 26 • #daisy #new-york #photo

The best place to get lost

Metropolitan Museum of Art with Daisy & Hannah

January 25 • #daisy #new-york #photo

Work it out, Work cut out

Thought #1: It’s midnight? I’ll just assemble this bike real quick.

Thought #2: Damnit.

But I now have an exercise bike in Portland, Oregon and San Jose, California and Brooklyn, New York.

January 25 • #new-york #photo

Verses

Hannah judges Urbana Diva Slam 2013 in Lower East Side, NY

Saw some amazing spoken word poetry at Urbana Diva Slam, where ladies battled to see who’d represent at the 2013 Women of the World Poetry Slam in March.

I was introduced to poets I should have been following all along: Catalina Ferro, who’s quickly becoming one of my favorites and Thuli Zuma, who took the win Tuesday night. The appearance by Taylor Mali was a wonderful surprise, as well.

Need to do this again. And again. And again.

(Thanks for coming, Daisy & Hannah!)

January 8 • #daisy #new-york #photo #travel

Sara drove down to New York!

My childhood friend, 18 years and counting. Since the days of, “Wanna play?” Before ubiquitous phones, when she announced her arrival by throwing pebbles at my bedroom window. When she’d come over in the morning and torture me awake so we could carpool to class.

Elementary school recess. Punch buggy bruises. 7-11 candy. Super Nintendo babysat. Four square, tag and tanbark.

18 years and it still feels like we end our playtime too soon.

Previously: Old bachelor & spinster

January 6 • #new-york #photo #sara #travel