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While Dr. Martin Luther King’s actual birthday was January 15th, the US honors and remembers him on the third Monday in January for a Federal Holiday known as Martin Luther King Day. It is the only such holiday that honors an Africa-American. We need to change that. Please celebrate the work of Dr. King today by being kind to your neighbor, whatever that means to you. One of MLK‘s best known quotes was projected on an apartment building at 14th Street and First Avenue over the past week and I stopped to take this photograph so that I could share it here.
When Winter Storm Gail hit the tri-state area in mid-December, people joked with me that the storm would surely bring with it some Pink Snow — because it shared my name, and everyone knows how much I love anything pink. Well, surprise (or not) — while exploring the neighborhood on the morning after the storm, I actually encountered Pink Snow!
The mysterious pink slush (which is what it had become by this point in the day) was found at the intersection of Avenue B and 9th Street, adjacent to a highly-trafficked bodega. I have no idea where the pink color came from, but I am glad I was lucky enough to document it before it melted and swirled down into the sewer and out to sea!
This is one of my favorite photos taken during an August visit to the New York Botanical Garden shortly after it reopened post-lockdown. 2020 was a hard year, but I like to think that it made me a stronger, more resourceful, more appreciative and more compassionate individual. I thank you for your readership and support of the blog this year, and I hope that you have at least a few precious memories of 2020 as we welcome and look forward to 2021, where things can only get better. Cheers!
While looking through a folder I keep of holiday-themed photos that I can use for blog posts when I need an image in a pinch, look what I found! Jesus, what a perfect ornament to punctuate a year that has — no one would argue — not been anyone’s favorite. As we move towards the light of 2021, let’s all try to find something to be grateful for on this Christmas day. While I am unable to be with my family and friends in California for the holidays, because of the Covid, I am making the most of staying here in NYC, where I tend to miss out on the best parts of the season because I am always out of town at this time of year. So, Merry Christmas, bitches, and my best to all of you!
For reasons that are a mystery to me, the southeast corner of First Avenue and 14th Street has become a dumping ground for assorted household garbage just recently. It’s beyond disgusting. Come on people; have a little pride in your city and refrain from dumping your garbage on the sidewalk. Every apartment building in the city has assigned bins for refuse disposal. You don’t need to strew your shit on the corner of a busy intersection. Losers.
As an example though of something that was probably abandoned on the spot, with little malice of forethought (though with a serious lack of personal responsibility), I recently noticed a discarded Play Stroller that was Pink enough to make make whip out my phone and document its sad demise. They could have at least tried to haul it to a trash bin.
Seasons Beatings, Dear Readers. Is the sending of Christmas / Holiday cards something you enjoy doing? I generally do. I don’t think I’ve missed a year of mailing out dozens of cards to friends and family since I moved to NYC 32 years ago. But this year it’s been difficult to rustle-up the energy to get the card-sending thing together. Confession: that’s mostly due to my lack of a printer for creating the address labels, and the fact that my hands don’t work quite as well as they used to for holding a pen for hours on end. Just being serious! And it is an unfortunate truth that I have had to cancel my annual December trip to see my family due to the Covid, and the sad knowledge that Cali is locked down tight anyway, so there’s isn’t all that much to do out there anyway. Sadness. So, I’ve resolved to write a few cards each day to save my hand, and to make that extra effort to keep in touch with loved ones in a year where we were forced to be apart. You have ten more day to get your cards to their destinations. Don’t put it off.
One of the many things that makes writing a blog exciting is when a post goes viral for an entirely unexpected reason — and what happened on Tuesday of this week was very unexpected! While making a routine check of my stats page shortly after 4:00 PM, I noticed, with a degree of astonishment, that the day’s traffic counter looked like this:
Um, wow: I couldn’t believe that the blog needed fewer than 100 visits to surpass its best traffic day ever (which, I will note, was several years in the past at this point)! I immediately checked my list of referrers (sites that are directing traffic to Worleygig) and noted that a huge amount of traffic was coming from this Reddit thread, which indirectly linked to This Post (from way back in 2011!) about a Pink Pig Chair. Yes I just typed that. Check it out for yourself below.
It seems that the owner of this chair put it up for sale on Craigslist, which triggered the viral activity as the post was picked up by Reddit and then Twitter, and funneled over to me because of a completely incidental link to my post buried in the discussion. To add intrigue, a reporter from the New York Times also contacted me for a story she was researching about the Craiglist post! You can’t make this stuff up.
At the end the day, we celebrated a record high number of visits to our humble little site. Even though the extra traffic will gradually dissipate until we are back to our normal flow, I am super grateful to the Internet gods that crazy things like this can occur.
It’s probably no secret that I spotted this Pink Pig Ears Headband during a walk on the morning after Halloween here in Manhattan.
Whoever had worn them the night before decided to abandoned them, with an obvious degree of care, over a railing of a construction scaffolding, and they caught my eye immediately. As photographer Steven Shore once said, paying attention all the time is an interesting way to go through the day.
I declined to touch them due to Covid, but I did get these nice shots to share with you, before I left them behind and continued on my way. Another cool Pink Thing: Mission Accomplished.
While the Worley Gig tries to stay out of politics (for the most part), it is no secret that I am a left-leaning lady who has no love for the Orange Clown in the Whitehouse who’s been destroying our country with his relentless stupidity and corruption for the past four years. I’m so over it. It was my pleasure to wait on line for 2 and 1/2 hours on a Saturday to get my early vote in and get this piece of shit out. Biden / Harris for The Win, Baby.
I had fun sifting through my previously-unpublished street art photo archives to find a few good images to post here. Enjoy!
Post Continues, With More Fun Images, After The Jump!