Yesterday, playing the game of life.

This is how the day went: I first noticed a gentleman on the G-train wearing this black jumpsuit. i thought it looked great. Then, at 86th and 4th Ave in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, I waited for the S93 bus to take me across the Verrazano Bridge to the college of Staten Island, where I teach. Then, after teaching I decided to take the Staten Island Ferry home rather than take the bus. 

While waiting for the Ferry on the SI side, I watched the security guys (who do they work for? the Port Authority? the NYPD? Homeland Security?) pick people out of the crowd to have their bags 'searched' by the bomb-sniffing dog. Everyone complied. Some said "thanks" after being searched. I felt highly ambivalent, not wanting to see random searches without warrants be totally okay with people, but also not wanting the ferry to be bombed and have me bobbing in freezing water hoping to be saved. Is it a tossup? 

On the ferry, my iPhone made a mistake and took a great picture that I could never have planned - a bifurcated scene, the top half of which is blurred and bleeding into the in-focus bottom half. I love this shot! Then off to Killarney Rose in the Financial District for a pow-wow with a friend. 

On my way home, there's a man doing classical Indian dancing in the Atlantic Terminal subway station. His girlfriend is on the side waiting patiently and texting most of the time. I exited the station behind a man pulling two large suitcases, and young boy. They seemed distressed. He was trying to figure out how to exit with the two bags and was relieved to find the elevator. And finally, my favorite bus, the B38, as it rolls down Lafayette Avenue towards Throop, and my home. That was my day. Pretty good, overall.

It's been a while . . . from late Winter into Spring, Brooklyn, Manhattan, Staten Island, and a bit of the highway from Baltimore to NYC

A painting of Anne Hathaway, apparently, at the campus shuttle bus stop at the College of Staten Island CUNY

these first three images are from the AOL office building on Broadway -- the lobby lit up on two different nights, and the longest couch I have ever seen

two piles, three photos,  of makeshift ugliness, not without humor, on the College of Staten Island campus

some food on offer - at Cinnamon Girl cafe on Nostrand Ave, Brooklyn, from the Staten Island Ferry canteen, and from Scratchbread at Bedford and Lexington, Bklyn

signs of the subway

cotton candy vendor's wares on the A train at Hoyt St.

the No. 1/A/C train station at 168th St. on the West Side shows some fine tiling and gracefully arched doorways and tunnel-ways

this doorway used to be dirty, presenting itself as a slum, but one evening I walked by and it had suddenly been transformed into a nice place to come home to, with a new light fixture and a carefully placed abstract painting to greet the resident and visitor alike

a tall old building on Broadway near 11th Street - notice the beautiful windows

looking out at Lady Liberty as the Staten Island Ferry rolls on

exiting the subway at the Barclays Center in Brooklyn . . . too many lights! 

the widest intersection in Brooklyn at Atlantic and Flatbush

and also at Atlantic Center/Barclays Center, the humble and faithful  Spanish food truck

the yellow wall at the NSA supermarket at Throop and Gates, Brooklyn deserves two photos

a gorgeous sunset, looking west on Van Buren St., Brooklyn

three shots above from a rainy drive from Baltimore to NYC

waiting in line for healthcare at Bellevue