New York Marathon 2018. Our street and Central Park West closed. As usual. However. This year. Runners were funneled out of the park behind a fenced-in tarp. They used to run free with their winning capes happily flapping as family and friends greeted them. This year. Everyone with celebratory signs and flowers turned away by a bevy of cops. A constant stream of enthusiastic fans going toward the race then sullenly shlepping back under our window all day. They couldn’t post a sign? Silly. Then. They opened the street to traffic at 7pm. Yay! Not. Cars were backed up and honking. What? Oops. Central Park West still closed. For at least another hour. What a mess.
Security gets tighter every year. Wonder if they’ll let the balloons fly on Thanksgiving?!
Halloween costumes this year. Nope!!
Ghost. Appropriating unsettled dead people.
Witch. Appropriating coven worshippers.
Fortnite Blue Hair. Appropriating Smurfness.
Chimney Sweep. Black face.
Appropriating Mexican grave dwellers.
You get the idea. Skippy Hallow. 2018.
Although it’s always great to get out to the Long Island farms for colorful late summer treats, we have our own weekly farmers markets just up or down the street.
Greenmarkets on Sundays behind the Natural History Museum. Further uptown 97th & Broadway on Fridays. And. Thursdays 66th & Columbus.
Local fare from Upstate and New England. Pricey. Yes. Yet. So Fresh.
– Photos by G. Levine
81st & Columbus
The Tonight Show in Central Park. Amazing how much stuff it takes to put on a TV show outdoors. So humid today that the walk was like completing hot yoga. Drippy clothes.
Hope they have fans tonight. Jimmy Fallon. Blake Lively. Carrie Underwood. People were already lining up before noon. The show itself was silly. Sitting at his desk in front of a huge crowd.
City schools closed for Rosh Hashanah. Two days. Today every local New York network channel is commemorating 9/11 seventeen years ago. Until noon. A surreal quiet around the city. Even Times Square. Drizzly grey low clouds act as a further shroud. Things should liven up soon. Jimmy Fallon’s bringing his Tonight Show to Central Park this Thursday.
Not good. When Omarosa thinks the same way I do. She told The View she believes Mike Pence’s chief of staff Nick Ayers is the anonymous op-ed author. Don Jr. says it’s a low-level. Qui sait?
Evening stroll last night. No Parking signs along CPW. But. A parade of big black cars were parked for six blocks. Oh. Ralph Lauren’s 50th Anniversary show. Who knew? Oprah. And such. Glitz on Bethesda Terrace. No Cardi B – Nicki fountain-wrestling though. That we know.
Sidewalk spots buzzing on Columbus. Fashionistas out and about. Charity walks and races. Lots of pink. Yes. It’s early Fall in the City.
No relief from a triple H summer even after Labor Day. Crispy air soon please.
Apparently John McCain decided to say #fu to #metoo. Both Charlie Rose and Tom Brokaw were at the Washington D.C. service. Gary Hart a pall bearer. Bill Clinton in the front pew.
Next leg of the FedEx Cup. Boston TPC, which it’s not. It’s in Norton. Boring venue with sophomoric galleries. Bryson DeChambeau’s second win. Destined to be on the Ryder Cup team now. Tiger likes his mechanics. A partnership in the making. Get out the clock.
Jack Ryan for an end of summer getaway. Homeland lite. Krasinski’s appealing.