RIP

Andrew Wyeth. Painter. He painted on of my favorite paintings. Christina's World.

Love this

Hero of the Hudson

let's hear it for Captain Chesley B. "Sully" Sullenberger, III.


Captain Chesley B. "Sully" Sullenberger, III is a former U.S. Air Force fighter pilot with over 40 years of flying experience. His site says he's also served as an instructor and Air Line Pilots Association safety chairman, accident investigator and national technical committee member.

Sullenberger and his crew made a successful emergency water-landing Thursday mere minutes into a U.S. Airways flight from New York to Charlotte when, according to the Associated Press, the plane's engines were apparently disabled after colliding with a flock of birds. All 155 people on board survived.

Lyrics I like

Float On by Modest Mouse


I backed my car into a cop car the other day.
Well he just drove off, sometimes life's OK.
I ran my mouth off a bit too much, oh what did I say?
Well you just laughed it off, it was all OK.

And we'll all float on OK. And we'll all float on OK.
And we'll all float on OK. And we'll all float on anyway.

Well, a fake Jamaican took every last dime with that scam.
It was worth it just to learn some sleight of hand.
Bad news comes, don't you worry even when it lands.
Good news will work its way to all them plans.
We both got fired on exactly the same day.
Well we'll float on, good news is on the way.

And we'll all float on OK. And we'll all float on OK.
And we'll all float on OK. And we'll all float on.
Alright already, we'll all float on.
No don't you worry. We'll all float on.
Alright, already. We'll all float on.
Alright, don't worry. We'll all float on.

And we'll all float on.
Alright already, we'll all float on.
Alright, don't worry even if things end up a bit too heavy.
We'll all float on.

Alright already, we'll all float on.
Alright already, we'll all float on OK.
Don't worry, we'll all float on.
Even if things get heavy, we'll all float on.
Alright already, we'll all float on alright.
Don't you worry, we'll all float on.
We'll all float on.

it's all a matter of perspective

I can relate

then what?

This bit of graffiti/art is painted outside the Mars Bar. It's a little dive on the corner of 2nd Ave and 1st st in Manhattan's Lower East Side. It is one of the last remaining vestiges of New York's punk glory days. It is the last of an endangered species.

"After Mars Bar then what?" Then I guess we switch off the lights and close the door behind us. We go out into a city that is little less "ours". We find refuge in memories and passable dive bars and record stores. It will never be the same, but let's not forget that it can still be good. This city won't lose all of its soul. Not without a fight.

Let's hope Mars bar never closes.