Monday, June 21, 2010

New York, Two

The Chelsea Hotel, where Sid Vicious killed Nancy Spungen and where Ethan Hawke lived when Uma Thurman kicked him out.

Two naked men in MOMA.

A shopping Jewish boy.

David Letterman's studio.

Looking towards Times Square.

Somewhere on Broadway.

A corner pashmina salesman.

Bernadette Peters' apartment building.

Alexander McQueen's storefront.

The view from my seat at a Cuban restaurant in the East Village. This might have been the best food I had all week.

After dinner, our friends Darren and Jody took us to their place for a couple more drinks. They opened their blinds and revealed their view of the Empire State Building. It literally took our breath away.

This cop on the left, in the train station in Brooklyn, was seriously hot.

On the train.

And after a while, the train (the Q line, I think) came out of the ground and crossed the Manhattan Bridge, giving us a great view of the city.

I think that's all.


  1. That does it. We should all move to New York. Between the lot of us, we can probably afford a studio apartment. In Queens.

  2. Oh Jeff - don't perpetuate the idea that living here is impossible or too expensive. It's just simply not true!!

    Gorgeous stuff, Scott! That cop IS seriously hot.

  3. Bernadette Peters lives at the Ansonia? I didn't know that!

  4. I always get excited when the train goes above ground and crosses the river. Maybe it's my midwestern need for a broad horizon. Love it. Glad you got to experience it.

  5. I believe the god standing behind the table is NYFD not NYPD.

  6. I have been resisting asking, "How many pashminas did you purchase?" for an entire day now.