Lots of work leaves little time for blogging, but here are seven things I’ve noticed lately:
This week’s WordPress Photo Challenge asks: I’d rather be…
- With my daughter
- Someplace warm. I’m damn tired of winter.
March 14 is Pi Day, the day when math and science
geeks fans geniuses get to celebrate their intelligence. I’m not one of them but I’m grateful that they’re so much smarter than me that 3.14159 has profound meaning to them. I know that it has to do with the relationship between a circle’s diameter and its circumference. (Thank you, Wikipedia.) Continue reading Have A Chipper Pi Day
Probably the most popular New York-ism is how we queue up: The English-speaking world stands in line, except us. We wait on line. Continue reading Grammar for Non-New Yorkers
Amazing how we self-identify — and are identified by — our jobs. Continue reading We Are Judged By Our Jobs, And Those Jobs Play Hard-To-Get
Early reports estimate that 120,000 attended the 2018 Women’s March in New York City, less than a third of last year’s turnout, but the ideals and anger were no less powerful. Continue reading Still Not Silent: Scenes from the Second (Annual?) Women’s March
- All my warmest socks needed to be ready for the record cold expected for the next few days. Note that I live in a building with laundry rooms, so we don’t have to venture outside.
- Cabin fever: Interact with the neighbors who are in the same position. Actually, the best way to meet your fellow residents and get to know a new neighborhood is to find an excuse to be in the laundry room and common areas.
- I’m grateful for the building’s heating system but the air is arid. I dry damp items on and near the radiators to bring a little moisture into the air. (Kind of like the old school dish-of-water-on-the radiator trick.)
- In the unlikely event of a power failure you at least have clean clothes to wear and clean towels to block any drafts. I don’t know that I’d like a breeze blowing in through stinky towels.
- During Hurricane Sandy the wind was so strong that I could hear the elevator bang around in the shaft. Eventually the elevators stopped working during that storm although we, thankfully, retained power. Lesson learned that day: be prepared for high wind.
Of course, the long-term solution is to move somewhere less snowy but then I’d have to learn all new life hacks.
Christmas and finishing up my coursework kept me from blogging for a while, so imagine my delight when the WordPress Photo Challenge was announced: Favorites of 2017!
The post that created the most dialogue was about my participation in the Women’s March on the day after the
coronation election. I’m so proud of every participant at every march location. Continue reading The Linda Life’s Best of 2017
Atlantic City, New Jersey, is usually associated with noisy casinos, the lively boardwalk and the sandy beach.
Then it occurred to me: It’s all one big experiment. You’re born, you die, and in between you find things to be amused by. Continue reading The Experimental Construction Door
Although I miss the cash and that feeling of usefulness and being with my coworker friends, I recall the long days and the dismissive behavior of some management. What should have been exciting work became daily headaches and nausea. There was no time to learn new skills or look for another job.
I often find myself in Midtown Manhattan near the iconic main building of the New York Public Library. So, for this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge featuring the word “rounded,” here are some shots taken in June, 2017 of the interior. Continue reading Rounded at the New York Public Library
It was too beautiful a night to go straight home after class, so I walked to the next subway station. What I saw made me audibly say, “What the hell?” The office building I worked in for many years is under renovation; an entire section is open, with no walls or windows. The interior lights glow in the night sky. Continue reading The Glow of City Construction
I recently took part in a little two-mile fundraiser walkathon in Northeast Queens, New York. It was on a beautiful pedestrian and bike path, with Little Neck Bay on one side and a busy highway on the other. Continue reading The Pedestrian at the Walkathon: Weekly Photo Challenge
Happy National Coffee Day! Coffee has been my blog muse on several occasions; each of these three images is attached to a different post. Coffee made it possible for me to juggle multiple jobs while I was a student, to be a fully functioning wage-earning mother, to utter coherent words each morning.
Coffee Day 2017 is on Friday, September 29. I will be happily caffeinating for the weekend.
Hurricane Maria triggered a sadness that almost makes no sense: I am a second-generation New Yorker but most of my grandparents were from Puerto Rico. Continue reading Sadness from the Puerto Rican Diaspora
I’m astounded that so many people won’t comprehend that they cannot use pictures and illustrations that they just find on the Internet. The thinking is that if they see it, it’s free to use as they see fit.
Each of those pictures was shot by someone for some particular purpose. That they are visible on the interwebs simply means that they exist. One would hope that some politically odious site — or porn site — would not use your pictures, right? Continue reading Photo Plagiarism: On Stealing Images
In 2012, I ditched my travel buddies to spend an afternoon wandering around the Tate Modern art museum in London. The exhibit I most remember featured a caravan (That’s camper to us Americans.) surrounded by personal belongings. I kept returning to it, finally deducing that we were supposed to think about what we really need in life or something like that. Continue reading Waiting at the Tate
Today is Labor Day in the United States, the unofficial end of the summer season. Beneath the barbecues, furniture sales and endless traffic home from the long weekend is the meaning of the day: to honor the working people who make stuff happen. Continue reading A Critical View of Labor Day
Right in the heart of New York City’s newest up-and-coming neighborhood is a 7-acre green roof, on the fourth level of the Jacob Javits Convention Center. And on a rainy Tuesday in August, I got to tour that roof. Continue reading Greenery Atop A Renowned NYC Structure
Here’s a quick photo share for the WordPress Photo Challenge: Continue reading Black and White in Color: The Bike in the Corner
I have a love-hate relationship with the modern way of doing business.
Companies are increasingly assigning tasks to non-staff freelancers, creating a flexibility that allows them to pay only for work that needs to get done. It allows industry to sidestep the requirements to offer health insurance to these project workers, since the assignments are not long enough to qualify the workers for benefits. (And in the uniquely American view, healthcare is in the same category as savings plans and gym discounts.) Continue reading The New American Workplace
I like pretty things. I don’t like unruly clutter.
Periodically, I have to decide what stays and what goes to maintain some sort of order in my apartment. This is one of those times. Continue reading One Last Time With Some Textiles
Manhattan browsing can be a treat for the eyes, like this collage of costume jewelry and scarves for sale at the Theatre District Shopping Court near Times Square. The prices weren’t as excessive as I would have expected, given the popular location.
Like any other travel destination, New York has abundant opportunities to overpay for silly things. I would suggest that, in general, you shop where the locals shop. Continue reading Shopping Collages
New York is a city of five counties divided by water. We rely on our bridges and tunnels to get out of our home boroughs to, well, everywhere else. Continue reading My New York: Bridges
Yesterday copy editors on Twitter came out in solidarity with their colleagues in the New York Times.
The paper is reported to be shifting to be more reporter focussed and is cutting down on the number of copy editors in the team from over 100 to around 50. And expecting the same level of accuracy in its written material.
As you would expect there is outrage, upset and a whole load of copy editors soon to be out of jobs. At a time when you would expect that accuracy would be foremost in the minds of the media.
I don’t work there so can’t comment other than it seems to be the state of things to come.
If you want to see the Twitter thread go and search for #whyeditors
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I just learned that “delta” means, according to Merriam-Webster, “a piece of land shaped like a triangle that is formed when a river splits into smaller rivers before it flows into the ocean.” I’m picturing a lazy river spilling into the Pacific Ocean, gentle waters turned wild.
Or a playful winter weekend with a dear pal in balmy Florida, then returning to the cold and seriousness of New York City. Continue reading The Delta Musings
When Jeromus Remsen went off to fight in the Revolutionary War, could he have imagined his remains would rest in what would become a busy little urban triangle, in sight of Trader Joe’s, Staples, Bob’s Discount Furniture and a car wash ? Continue reading Remsen Cemetery: A Reminder Of Our Transience
Although I grew up minutes away from the Belmont Racetrack, I’d never been inside until yesterday. I joined Oldest Niece, her friends and my daughter as we celebrated my niece’s birthday, at her request, at the Belmont Stakes horse race.
It was quite the education: Continue reading Seven Things I Learned at the Belmont Stakes (In No Particular Order)
The inevitable happened: my one-and-only is engaged, soon to be a bride. Her intended is a good guy, loves her madly, works hard and looks like he will be a good son-in-law.
I just spent the night with my daughter at the house she will live in. He’s away on business so it was just us, like old times: on the couch watching tv, listening to music, cleaning and doing loads of laundry. Continue reading I’ll Always See Her As My Little Girl (Says the Mother of the Bride)
New York City is my birthplace and my home. I live in the neighborhood I dreamed of living in back when I was in college. It is fun and friendly, safe and pretty by New York standards. Continue reading New York In My Rear View Mirror?
But I jumped at the opportunity to tie in the season with Jelmar’s silver cleaning product, since I wanted to resuscitate some old jewelry to wear with my happy colors. Continue reading Shiny Accessories for Spring: A Sponsored Post
A brief subway ride under the East River from what we call “The City” takes you to Gantry Plaza State Park, a strip of shoreline facing Manhattan’s East Side. I rarely go to the neighborhood without a visit to this park. The sensible, walkable design and the beauty it presents remind me why I still live here. Continue reading The Dense Lights of the New York Skyline
The blizzard that was forecast for New York City turned out to be strong winds, some snow and icy rain. Whew! I used this stay-inside day to complete a final exam and to block a newly-discovered air leak in the apartment. Strong winds will do that. In one class we had to copyedit a tomato recipe that looked so good that I plan to make it for tonight’s dinner. Continue reading A Wish for Spring on a Raw Day