… for a really terrible pun. Sorry, that was bad, but truss me — I won’t do it again. So yeah. I will not miss sitting in traffic at this particular intersection, but at least it’s photogenic now and then.

I had the opportunity to visit New Orleans for the weekend: a quick whirlwind of food and drink to celebrate the Chinese new year. On Saturday, after a healthy (i’ll keep telling myself that) quantity of food and drink, I got a kind offer from a local to visit a spot he knew on the river with a good view of downtown. He said he enjoyed showing off his town — a sentiment I can relate to. I wish I had more time to explore.. Next time!

I find myself taking pictures of cars a lot lately, for some reason. And snow, but that one’s a little easier to explain.

In which I inadvertently channel Edward Hopper.

In no way am I trying to capitalize on the popularity of Jersey Shore, I swear. Back when I worked on second avenue, my office was above a coffee/ice cream shop that capitalized on its location on the weekends by selling “last minute” beer. When 2:50AM or so rolled around, the coolers would be emptied of ice cream, six-packs of hard lemonade and cheap light beer would magically appear, and a queue would form — mostly people that needed anything but more alcohol. The questionable wisdom and legality aside, it sure attracted a motley crew, as this picture can attest.

It’s cold out. The formerly slush-like blood of my Wisconsin childhood has thinned out into a runny mockery of its former self.. Nothing a thick cardigan can’t fix, though.