June 05, 2005
vernal equinox
6/5/05
This weekend was the Park Slope Brooklyn Solstice, an event I christened a few years ago so dorky that it is a damn good thing I'm already married and already having intercourse with a female. In short, it's one of the two days of the year when the setting sun corresponds exactly to the street grid laid out in the 1860s. In layman's terms, it's the day you turn south on any street in this part of Brooklyn, and are blinded.
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A similar thing happens in Manhattan twice a year (I snapped this picture on the blog for July 10, 2002) and because I always obsessed over Stonehenge and other manmade (or accidentally manmade) correspondence to the celestial heavens, I actually get off on this stuff. It warms the heart that you can tell calendar time from the sun setting on your street. I tried telling Tessa about this phenomenon and I believe she dozed off.
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Lucy joined me in our celebration of the Park Slope Brooklyn Solstice and donned her new fave tanktop, and we all walked around town looking at various stoop sales. Tessa even found some Kate Spades in a size 9, which ain't easy, my friends.
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We capped Saturday night off in Prospect Park, where Lucy attended her first movie - "Star Wars" - projected on a huge screen in the middle of the Long Meadow. Curiously enough, it had also been my first movie, the first summer flick I was allowed to see without adult supervision in 1977. I remember at the time that I could live forever and never see anything better. That lasted until "Blade Runner" when I was 13, and was convinced THAT was as good as anything would ever get. Fortunately, we are blessed with the capacity for constant surprise.
As for Lucy, she fell asleep before Luke and Obi-Wan even got to the Death Star. How am I supposed to keep culture in this family if everyone keeps falling asleep?
Posted by Ian Williams at June 5, 2005 10:12 PMohmygod---Lucy looks so grown up--so much expression in that little face of hers. . .as for keeping culture in the fam, maybe you're just not recognizing it when it hits you in the eye: a baby brooklyn tank top? Kate Spade's in size nine--at a stoop sale?? sounds like you're doin' just fine. "Culture" doesn't ALWAYS happen under cover of darkness. :) And naps only boost the appreciation quotient, I promise. Surely you've been reviewed by someone you SWEAR either just ate some bad bisque or was in desperate need of a good snooze?! Nap on, lovely ladies; the Death Star will be there when you wake up!! :)
You want cultural activites in New York ? Bring Lucy down to the Mercer Hotel in SoHo, she can watch the Hollywood limousine liberals like Russell Crowe throw phones at hourly hotel employees, and then get handcuffed and taken to the local precinct, or she can sit on the sidewalk with you and watch the other limousine libs like Christian Slater groping women on city streets. Although the best liberal activity is hanging out at the black churches, especially just a week or two before an election, always funny to hear the party that talks about separation of church and state (which doesn't appear in the Constitution by the way) hanging out at black churches just for votes, makes for a great photo opportunity.
I was walking west on 70th Street in Manhattan last night around 8 and everything was turning red. I didn't realize it was a rare phenomenon. I took pix, too. Thanks for broadening my, err, horizons!
Swingline, your attempts at being biting here are rather gummy. If you really want to 'snap' at us every day, take a lesson from badbob and be smarter.
Brooklyn rocks! God, I want to live there! Anybody want to hire me and pay me gobs of money??
And Lucy looks like a little person! What a cool expression!
I'm sorry -- I seem to have dozed off early on in your entry.
Something about Brooklynites being too dorky to hook up with women? Dude, I'm totally sure that's not 100%. I mean, take that 'Cookin' in Brooklyn' guy -- I'll bet he's a major babe magnet. Maybe you should hang out with him.
Anyway. Nice pictures; where'd you take them?
God, I'm sleepy....