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[img] Waste Context

“Look at it!” Luna wailed. “Is there any context left where human waste is out of context?!”
“That’s deep, Kid.”
“Eventually there’ll just be a tiny Pacific Ocean Patch somewhere in The Pacific Waterfill!”
I sighed. “Aren’t you supposed to fetch sticks or something?”
September 10, 2019 at 05:54PM
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[img] “Hey look I’m Aqualung!”

“Hey look I’m Aqualung!” Luna piped up, & sang, “🎵Sitting on a park bench!”
“You’re kinda the anti-Aqualung,” I said. “You couldn’t eye anyone with bad intent if you tried.”
“But my paws are greasy! And watch!” She blew a loogie out her nose.
“Ok, you’re Aqualung. Can we go?”
August 06, 2019 at 05:36PM
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[img] it hot

it hot
July 21, 2019 at 04:40PM
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[img] “The three tree tried to eat me!”

“The three tree tried to eat me!”
“Well, next time don’t give it your number two.”
May 30, 2019 at 11:08AM
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[img] saturday city symmetry

saturday city symmetry
April 06, 2019 at 03:06PM
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[img] “Look at my stump speech!”

“Look at my stump speech!” Luna called out.
“Your grammar feels-“
“School’s a joke!”
“That’s a risky platform,” I admonished.
“Says the one in platform soles!”
“Hey! They’re Italian-,” I started in. “Ah, never mind. Let’s go.”
April 03, 2019 at 12:59PM
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[img] sunday mornin’ comin’ down

sunday mornin’ comin’ down
March 24, 2019 at 10:19AM
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[img] sun + flake

March 20, 2019 at 04:10PM
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[img] “…too much grape juice?”

“C’mon, who tags trees like that?”
“Me…?” Luna said.
“Ha, no. Different.”
“Yeah,” she piped up. “I use disappearing ink!”
I shook my head.
“So, this guy drink too much grape juice or something?”
February 20, 2019 at 02:03PM
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[img] Polar Vextasaur

“Does the sun ever get cold?” Luna asked, in the teeth of a sub-zero wind.
“No,” I smiled. “It’s nuclear.”
“Wait. So how is it at a mere 23.4° axial tilt, 91 million miles away, we get a polar vextasaur? Is Earth that fragile?”
“No, Kid. We are.”
January 30, 2019 at 03:18PM
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[img] paradoxical joy

the paradoxical joy of a city all to yourself
January 11, 2019 at 04:55PM
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[img] mud school

“But I want to go to mud school, too!” Luna insisted. Downhill, a 1st grade class explored a water patch that failed to drain after a rainstorm 3 weeks ago.
“No way,” I said. “Like I need more bacteria in my life.”
“Shut up! You’re the vector!” she cried, and skulked off.
January 10, 2019 at 02:06PM
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[img] looking outward

Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction. // Antoine de Saint-Exupery
January 09, 2019 at 05:15PM
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[img] shortest days

here, the shortest days cast the longest shadows
January 02, 2019 at 06:24PM
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[img] Lack of Luna? No more.


[img] sweet sax solo stairs

these stairs in prospect park are the sweet sax solo between its Long Meadow and Nethermead fields
November 27, 2018 at 07:04PM
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[img] “Gimme a Gizzard Blizzard”

Luna belting out “Gimme a Gizzard Blizzard” from her upcoming HGTV Thanksgiving special, “Thanks To Me.”
November 21, 2018 at 01:00PM
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[img] biggest head contest 2015.0428c

biggest head contest 2015.0428c
April 28, 2015 at 10:02AM
artwork: “fat boy” (2013) by leonard ursachi
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The elusive Brooklyn Cù-Sìth.

According to legend, the creature was capable of hunting silently, but would occasionally let out three terrifying bays, and only three, that could be heard for miles by those listening for it, even far out at sea. Those who hear the baying of the Cù-Sìth must reach safety by the third bark or be overcome with terror to the point of death…