Old man yells at cloud
Pondering travel for the rest of the year. I’m thinking of a few days in and around DC the second weekend in August and my traditional autumn trip to assorted Canadian destinations sometime in October. Any suggestions for the week after Christmas–preferably someplace that won’t have too high a probability of weather issues?
For some reason, I also had the strangest craving to revisit Minneapolis the other day. But not in December…
They Might Be Giants
Anna Ng (1988)
Between Sunday night’s movie and hearing Anna Sun a lot lately, I’ve had this song stuck in my head for several days. Now you can too.
After being in something of a mood, I opted for my semi-traditional Sunday night torta followed by a movie on Netflix. I’d had this one in my instant queue for a while, not knowing much about it, and I decided tonight would be a good night to give it a shot.
It was a good choice. Aside from being a really quite wonderful movie (which lent its name to a really quite wonderful band), it was full of those gritty New York in the 1970s location shots I’m such a sucker for, including Times Square and what I assumed to be the interior of the now-demolished Rialto Theatre. But I hit the jackpot with the final fifteen minutes, most of which were filmed inside a vintage Pathmark store:
Suffice to say I’m in a better frame of mind as I go to bed.
How sad is it that I regularly spend my weekend nights pausing reruns of 1970s cop shows and trying to pick out locational clues so I can find contemporary views of the same spot on the iPad?
Note: That was a rhetorical question and I don’t really find it especially sad.
Thank you for waiting so patiently (yeah, like anyone was doing that…). Following are 270 photos from my recent trip to the part of California I still actually like. flickr link here if you prefer.
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