Wreck

I was walking to work during a beautiful Spring day fretting over the fact that I had no picture to post. In the past along the same walk I’ve forced the issue shooting water tanks, Hopper sunlight, and Christmas decorations. I was looking for something similar when I heard the hovering helicopters (a sound that will always make me uneasy). Five fire trucks waited for me at the corner of West Broadway and Houston. A Mercedes and a Jeep Cherokee had collided, spinning the Jeep through a construction site, over a service ditch, and into a bistro. Several people were hurt and being carted away. So I took a picture. I hate rubber neckers, especially that one in the mirror.

Also on the walk on Prince between Sullivan and Thompson , I saw a beautiful woman in a tan jacket with gray pants and sneakers fall down. She dropped her beige bag and a blueprint she had been holding rolled into the street. She quickly got up and hurried down Prince, every ounce of body language screaming embarassment. I’m sorry I didn’t get a picture. If you know her, please make fun of her.

Site of the Day: I hadn’t reached anywhere near my potential because I was too busy making other assholes rich.

I was walking to work during a beautiful Spring day fretting over the fact that I had no picture to post. In the past along the same walk I’ve forced the issue shooting water tanks, Hopper sunlight, and Christmas decorations. I was looking for something similar when I heard the hovering helicopters (a sound that will always make me uneasy). Five fire trucks waited for me at the corner of West Broadway and Houston. A Mercedes and a Jeep Cherokee had collided, spinning the Jeep through a construction site, over a service ditch, and into a bistro. Several people were hurt and being carted away. So I took a picture. I hate rubber neckers, especially that one in the mirror.

Also on the walk on Prince between Sullivan and Thompson , I saw a beautiful woman in a tan jacket with gray pants and sneakers fall down. She dropped her beige bag and a blueprint she had been holding rolled into the street. She quickly got up and hurried down Prince, every ounce of body language screaming embarassment. I’m sorry I didn’t get a picture. If you know her, please make fun of her.

Site of the Day: I hadn’t reached anywhere near my potential because I was too busy making other assholes rich.