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The Coffee Shop
I've spent the day at a coffee shop by my apartment to finish up some documentation I've been trying to do all week. There's a variety of activities that take place at coffee shops that I would have otherwise been unaware of had it not been for the 5+ hours I've spent here. And in the spirit of having more lists, here's the top 3 non-coffee related activities that I've witnessed today:
- A lady who came in, ordered no coffee, but instead sat down at the counter next to me to breastfeed her baby
- A job interview of a potential nanny who'd rather not have to remove Christmas trees by the mother of a child who'd rather not have to remove his tonsils
- A child who "Wants to do the choo-ga, choo-ga, choo-choo train!" She really, really, REALLY wants to.
I don't know what the "choo-ga, choo-ga, choo-choo train" is but it seems it's not allowed until mom has a cup of coffee and they all sit for 5 minutes. I've finished my cup of coffee and have sat for 345 minutes now. I'm going outside to see what all this train fuss is about.
Firedancing Shiva
Firedancing Shiva
Originally uploaded by T_Lo.
I've been toying with the idea of uprooting for a couple of months to travel the world. Normally, people do this at some chronologically opportune time - after high school and before college, after college and before work, after work and before grad school, after grad school and before working again, after working again and before dying. Any of those seem like logical points at which to take a hiatus from the daily grind. However, between my friend Terry's e-mails, blog postings, and pictures (like the beach party above), logic seems to be fighting a losing battle.
Google Result #1
My sister recently informed me that I'm the top result for the search string "
peter chan blog". Sweet.
"BLIZZARD OF '06"
83rd and Amsterdam
Originally uploaded by crazypete04.
All the overhyped news stories aside, 27 inches of snow in a day really does wreak havoc on a city. Trains aren't running. Buses are stuck in the streets. Cars are hidden under piles of snow.
But, for a car-less person with nowhere important to be, two feet of snow turns the city that never sleeps into a quiet, peaceful, and beautiful little town.
Neither snow nor rain...
Antarctic Barware
Originally uploaded by crazypete04.
...nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.
It seems neither does lack of night. I received an unexpected parcel from a friend stationed down in Antarctica. For a mere $6.05, the USPS delivered this nice beer glass from Gallagher's Pub in McMurdo Station and a postcard all the way from the bottom of the world. Not a bad deal.
Thanks Giff. Much appreciated.
(Note: It seems the above "motto" is actually not the official motto of the US Postal Service. It just happens to be on the Post Office building on 8th Ave. and 33rd St. in New York. Another perfectly useless fact to add to my collection.)
