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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Good Morning Brooklyn...You're Wet

Rain Brooklyn

I may have said it before, but I like Brooklyn when it rains. It helps that it cools everything down, but it's just a good rainy place, I think. Some places aren't so great when it rains...Brooklyn is just fine.

We have to move the car today...that starting-to-get-old trick of moving the car for an hour and a half while the street cleaners do their thing, and then hauling it back home in good enough time to grab a parking spot. It's kind of annoying, but I have to admit, I miss my car. I like driving my car...I think North Americans in general, like to drive their cars. Sure, I wish I had options to not drive it once in awhile, but I miss my car here. It just sits there and stares at me...useless, neglected.

We've only got five more days in Brooklyn, then it's home for a friend's wedding, then our hometown for a week, and then back to the beach. We're excited. Coming home this year in the second week of August means that we get to have some kind of summer back home, that kind of thing has managed to elude us for a few years. We've always been gone. We get to go to more Tiger games, and we get to hang out on the lawn at Pine Knob. We'll maybe get to catch The Woodward Dream Cruise for the first time in forever, and of course we'll devour as much beach time as the Great Lakes will give us. There'll be bonfires and BBQs...hammocks and affordable groceries. We're excited to come home.

We've tossed about the notion of leaving NY a little early but we wanted to get out to the new Yankee Stadium to see Curtis, and we still haven't managed to see some of the people here in New York that we'd hoped. It could either be a am packed few days, or a shrugged off bail out for some fun spot between here and home. I'm sure that we could think of a few.

As I type I can hear Zoey and Mom yapping in her room...they're talking about feeding the frog and fish, and how the fish eats all of the frog's food and that maybe the frog is half blind since he's an albino frog. It's a pretty funny conversation, highlighted by Zoey's insistence that the fish leave the frog alone. Those girls make me smile.

It's an astonishingly low key day...I was considering walking up Court St. to roust some coffee rather than make it here. A walk with an umbrella sounds about perfect for today. The notion crossed my mind to head on up to the New York Historical Society to catch the Grateful Dead exhibit but that might be far too ambitious. A bookstore perhaps? Maybe, but first Zoey insists that Bear goes poop on the toilet. Yeah, that's her thing lately, and good timing I think. When we get home Zoey's going to have a thing or two to learn.

Zoey bear toilet

I can't imagine today turning into much more than just a quiet Brooklyn afternoon. I could be wrong. I probably will be, but it's nice to dream with a robust kind of apathy...sounds like an impossibility but even the art of doing nothing can be embraced with fervor. I'll do my very best today to prove the phrasing of that notion logical. If I fail...I still kind of win.

1 Comments:

Blogger John Teeter said...

And I'd like to think, you will catch us at your house one weekend before back to school rolls around.

July 29, 2010 at 9:59 PM  

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