It's Halloween

So today is Halloween. I don't really get too excited about Halloween. This year it happens to be on a Monday. I'm always a bit groggy on Monday mornings, especially before I have my black coffee.

This morning was pretty typical. I'm on the train. White Stripes playing in my ears. NYTimes in my hand. I'm reading about Tim Russert, Lewis Libby, and Val Plame. I'm also reading about Sean McManus taking over CBS News, Freddy Ferrer complains about Bloomberg, the Giants winning for their dead owner, and all sorts of other stuff. Every now and again I look up from the paper. I keep noticing all these people that are dressed kind of funny. One woman has all this makeup on. Another has these decorative beads pasted to her head. I'm thinking that New York is really kind of a freaky place. I get out of the train and notice a person w. a black witch hat on and it's only then I remember that today is Halloween. All the others I saw on the train were presumably in costume as well.

This still may be a freaky place, but not for the reasons first suspected.

I had all these ideas...

So yesterday I posted on here. I wrote about how baseball was over, it wasn't the most compelling bit of prose, but it was timely and on my mind.
I had a few other ideas and almost posted a second time yesterday. Then it occurred to me that it may be a bad idea to post multiple times in one day.

Are the good folks of cyberspace really all that interested in what I have to say? Wait - actually I don't really care if they are or if they aren't.

Shouldn't I actually be working, not just sitting in front of my cpu reading blogs, and looking a people's flickr pages? No that wasn't really it either.

I think its this strange, self-imposed sense of obligation I feel to post on this site regularly. And if I blow my whole wad of ideas in one day, well then what the hell am I gonna post about? When will have another observation I'm compelled to share? So the thought was to kind of save up a few ideas...spread out over a few days.

So I thought I had a pretty good idea, but then I forgot.
I can't remember.
I have absolutely no idea what I was thinking of writing about yesterday.
None whatsoever.

Going forward, this is gonna be more of a stream of conscience sorta thing - when I think of something, it's going up. Maybe 3 in one day, and then nothing for a week. Thats just how it's gonna have to go down.

No more baseball

Shea
Originally uploaded by jbrau13.

Last night the baseball season ended. Summer, which was alreay over, is now really really over.

It's late October, so the whole summer being over thing is no suprise. It's just that as long as they're still playing baseball I kind of kid myself into thinking that tomorrow maybe I'll wake up and it'll be really nice out and you can sit outside and take in a game or something like that.

A few words on the umbrella

Umbrellas are great. Everyone should probably have one. A friend from New Zealand even has a neat name for them – Brellys.

During this – the wettest month on record in New York City – a few things have begun to bother me -

Some among us feel compelled to carry around umbrellas large enough to keep the entire state of Rhode Island dry. Is this really necessary?

People need to not keep their umbrellas up on the sidewalk when it is not raining. That’s just silly.

I notice a lot of people are using broken umbrellas. I notice this because I’m jabbed and poked but the metal rods that hang out from said umbrellas. Why? I know the broken umbrella isn’t really keeping you dry…please, for the love of black coffee, just cut your losses and buy yourself a new umbrella.

That’s all I have to say about that.

The end of the Rain

The end of the Rain
Originally uploaded by jbrau13.

This picture was made at the end of a long rainy day. The long rainy day came at the end of a long rainy week. As this day ended a bunch of friends got together with some other people that they didn't know very well. There were about 10 of them all together. They enjoyed a nice dinner, and eventually some of them made it here to where this picture was made. One of them made this picture, and another one got half his face in it. When the night was over they all went back home. The next day it stopped raining.

This can be difficult

It’s not easy coming up with stuff to write on here.

I feel somewhat obligated to put something up here today because it’s been a while. It’s a shame because this sense of obligation makes the whole experience a lot less fun. In fact this really isn’t fun at all – this particular post I mean. As I thought I would be doing this for enjoyment, and as this post – well like I said, it’s really no fun – I’m just gonna stop here. I’m going to go eat an apple. The apple will be photographed – that part is still lots of fun for me. I’m also going to go drink my afternoon cup of black coffee. Even bad black coffee from that weird machine that sorta swallows the pre-packaged little containers (http://www.flickr.com/photos/jessekasendorf/47322915/) is still pretty damn good.

Strangers Drinking Beer

strangers drinking beer
Originally uploaded by jbrau13.

I don’t know these people, but they look really happy. I think that’s what I like most about this picture.

I wonder who these people are. I wonder if they always look this happy. I wonder how they know each other. I wonder what the girl is looking at. She could be looking at one of the men next to her, but she could also be looking at that guy who was at the bar who had a hole in is pants. That guy was kinda weird.