The other day on my morning walk with Sir Lickalot, as I was walking past the abandoned brownstone in our street, I came across a pile of dolls thrown out on the footpath with the trash.
Pull Your Damn Pants Up
The ‘pants on the ground’ thing is getting old people! Enough already. I just hate it, and I swear every season they just keep getting lower. How did this even become a fashion thing?
It’s Harlem, We See Plenty of Crazy….
The serenity is broken by fireworks buzzing past our heads from the street below… They usually start in May, getting ready for July 4th and then they continue to be set off all through July and well into August. Some nights it sounds like a carnival other nights, Beirut because of the gun fire and motorcross bikes.
You weren’t here and I Freaked Out, How Can it be MY Fault?
Sir Lickalot flipped out on Sunday night. Like never before, like some kind of strange thing happened…. AND WE MISSED IT.
Look Who’s Coming to Visit Now!
Harlem is quite the place for filming. The NYC film Corporation makes sure that we get our fair share… It’s nothing to have different streets blocked off every week. Someone is always up here. Law and Order SVU are the usual suspects, I guess their story lines lend themselves to our area. They set up around the kids school pretty regularly. …
You Know When You Have Those Dreams?…
NO Not THOSE Dreams, this one was a different dream. I think I have a secret, unrequited, blogger crush. You know you have issues when you start dreaming about them. I woke up this morning and I remember everything.
Last night the kids went back to my cousin’s taekwondo studio. They really enjoyed it on monday night and wanted to do it again. Of course there was a little extra incentive to go out in the bitter cold……. The newspaper wanted to do a human interest story about the Harlem kids coming to do taekwondo in an Aussie country …