Apparently, he drives up and down Bedford Ave. on the weekends. Sometimes, he’s on a side street. You can hear him well before you see him. Singing. Loudly.
It’s a mid-80s Subaru, red. The windows are rolled down, music blasts from the stereo and he sings at the top of his lungs. Up and down all night long. Cruising — a party of one.
The first time I saw him was a Friday afternoon, late in the day. It was “The Lion Sleeps Tonight.” I hate the song, with its “Wimoweh, Wimoweh” and falsetto nonsense. Twice more Ellyn and I have spotted him, again on Friday.
What he’s doing, I’m not sure — other than driving and singing all night long.
I’m on to you red 80s Subaru singing man… I’m on to you. I’ll get to the bottom of this.
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For the Fourth, Ellyn and I had a undecidable un-American afternoon. Settling in to being a New Yorker, we went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art with the knowledge that we didn’t have to see everything because we can go aback anytime.
We saw the Koons on the roof, wandered the Modern Art with its Warhols, were fascinated by the Comic Book Fashion special exhibit and then looked at the Arms and Armor display — swords are neat. We got tired after about three hours and that was fine. We’ll go back whenever we want.
Then, we went up to Murry Hill, or Curry Hill as it’s known, for Indian. Yep, while the family was hitting the barbecue pit, we had Chana Masala.
We headed back to my place and hit the roof to catch 1/4 of the Macy’s fireworks display. You see, there was a building between us and them, so we got a quadrant’s worth. However, Macy’s spends eight times the normal amount on fireworks for their show, so we still got to see twice as many fireworks as normal, right?
Mostly, we bummed around the rest of the weekend. I applied for a job with radio station WNYC this morning. It’s a dream job. I hope. I hope. I hope.
We also played with cameras a bit.
She’s lovely.
the boys would love to see that balloon dogie!!!! too bad we live so far from fun stuff like that
and yes, ellyn is a dream for sure…and very sweet too.
it seems like this blog has died. is that really necessary? (didn’t know i’d been reading did you? i roll creepy like that.)