Some stuff I saw.

Jury-rigging continues on the corner of Nostrand and Lafayette Aves. in Bed-Stuy.

White people.  That's honestly the first thought that came to mind when I saw this movie ad.

Two separate technicians from Verizon to repair the copper wires. It takes forever.

Meat. On the pavement in the backyard. Ants and flies. I just read that ants eat a lot at this time of year in preparation for winter hibernation. Ants have to fatten up.

Jay, from Lucha Lucha on Nostrand Ave., where I got a super delicious burrito yesterday.

A funeral banner over the entranceway to the Christian Community Baptist Church at Van Buren and Throop.

This is the best show ever. Mr. Robot. I hope people keep adding their own input to the ads.

Outside the NSA Supermarket at Lafayette and Marcus Garvey.

In line at the Bushwick Post Office. The wait can seem eternal.

In line at the Cadman Plaza Post Office, downtown Brooklyn.

 I noticed the LED display. It's doing a 'millenium countdown,' believe it or not. Notice the day display two photos down. It reads '14 Jan 1998.' I love that no one is fixing this sign.

MTA is using an old subway car to haul trash. I noticed the opened windows and realized that the cars used to not be air-conditioned and on a day like today (90 degrees) people relied on these open windows for the stale air from the underground tunnels to cool them off. Yikes.

There's a horn, too, like a bike horn. What did that sound like?

Making History - Election Day, Nov. 4, 2008

The line to vote was a block long when I got there. I turned around and saw this smiling face peering out from a shop window.

The line.

Gorgeous weather, most people in good spirits.

The history-making process.

The action shot.

And the line continues, hopefully all day long.

The 'hood on election day. Looking good.

A day of errands and running around town.

Started the day off in Times Square.

Then at the 42nd Street subway stop, waiting for the train back to Brooklyn.
And back in the hood, to snap the Obama signs in store windows.

And Hallowe'en decorations...and the curious arrangement of stuffed animals in this front yard.Then back to the city to see what's on at the Guggenheim Museum. I got there right at closing time and only saw this projection on the museum's facade. This type of work makes me (1) hate museums, and (2) hate art and (3) hate artists who make work for museums.