Only in New York
Only in New York is a journal about life in, your guessed it, New York City.
Contact us if you have a story you'd like to contribute.
Pooh
On a recent weekend evening I was walking down Ninth Avenue, around 58th
street. It was raining and Ninth Avenue was quiet, empty really, except
for a disheveled man at the end of the block searching through a garbage
can. As I drew closer and then passed him, casually glancing the other way,
I heard him gasp. My head snapped around and I saw him pull a slightly bedraggled
teddy bear wearing a familiar red shirt from the can. He held the stuffed
animal out to me. “Look, look” he cried, “Somebody tried
to kill Winnie the Pooh!” I nodded in agreement, said something, and
kept walking. When I reached the other side of the street and looked back
Pooh was propped into the front of a shopping cart, enjoying a new lease
on life.
BW
Law and Order Part II
I too am a Law and Order fan. In fact I cancelled my cable because I was
totally addicted watching it for six hours at a stretch. One day I got a
call my regular office line from a fax machine on and it kept redialing
ad infinitum. I have caller ID so I looked up the name of the company who
was calling. When I explained the situation, she said that she the number
was trying to call was one off from mine. I asked whom she was calling and
she said Law and Order!
SA
Vikings Among Us
I was at the Cedar Tavern (drinking home to Jackson Pollack, et al) with
two other artist friends. They pulled out their sketchbooks and we started
looking at each other’s work. I noticed one picture of a guy in a
hat with horns. “What’s that?” I asked. My friend said
it was an African-American guy she saw on the subway wearing a “Viking
Hat.” She said he was also wearing a t-shirt with a picture of himself
in full Viking garb with “Proud to Be a Viking” written under
it. The thing is that Vikings didn’t actually wear hats with horns.
So he was a proud, but uninformed Viking
SA
Ay Mami
Last summer I bought an air conditioner in a small store in my neighborhood,
the Lower East Side. They said it would be delivered that afternoon.
Less than a hour later a diminunative Central American guy showed up with
it in tow. I was feeing particularly down about my self image at the time
because a friend asked if I was pregnant the day before. As he was about
to leave the delivery guy asked where I was from. I responded “Brooklyn,
why?” He said “Ay mami because you’re so beautiful.” I
could have kissed him!
SA
Law and Order
In New York, almost any aspiring actor who is any good has been on Law
and Order. Although I have no aspirations to be an actor, I LOVE Law and
Order. I occasionally get messages left on my answering machine for someone
other than myself. Normally I erase these messages. One day this winter
I happened to come home to hear the strangest message. "The casting
director liked my work and the producer of Law and Order would like to meet
with me tomorrow to discuss a guest star role. Come by to pick up the script
in the morning." Are they running out of guest actors? Are they now
choosing fans? Are they becoming part reality series?
JR
Scotland
My boyfriend, an Englishman of Scottish extraction, ordered a custom-made
kilt from Scotland. When it arrived, he decided to wear it to work. In the
Brooklyn Navy Yard. On the two subways and one bus that he had to take to
get there, he got quite a few looks (some appreciative, some mystified)
and noticed some whispering. The 10-minute walk through a housing project
had him a little nervous (you know, a white guy in a skirt!), but finally,
a shout-out came from the housing project, putting him at ease: "Yo,
Scotland!"
JSS
Rats: Part 2
The other night I was walking along thinking about how great New York is
when a rat scurried by. Just another reminder that there's always another
side to the story.
SA
Seen on the No. 2
One night I was on the subway when I noticed a 40-something woman reading "Harry
Potter." This in and of itself is not an unusual sight. What was unusual
was that she was reading it in Hebrew. Minutes later I got off, going up
the stairs I walked behind a man with a blue helium balloon tied to his
pants. And then a young (and very cute) guy dressed in a kilt and a denim
jacket. Just another day in the Big Apple.
SA
Rats
I learned this week that there are eight rats for ever person in NY. I
was wondering what it would be like if we all had to live with "our" rats.
An exterminator in Canada said he could rid NY of its rats for $100 million.
Is that US or Canadian? Maybe we should take up a collection, it's about
$15 per person.
SA
Adios Tribeca
I lived in Tribeca for nine and a half years and never saw a celebrity
in the neighborhood . On the day I was moving out (to the not too distant
Lower East Side) I took myself out to Bubby's for my favorite breakfast
of Huveos Rancheros and Grits. As I was eating in walked Nathan Lane and
Matthew Broderick for their breakfast. A fine sendoff!
SA