10.12

i’m paraphrasing, funny man, david cross when describing new york city as: a place where one is almost constantly confronted with the split second decision to look at a beautiful woman, or a guy doing some crazy shit. a well-dressed dude descending into the subway carrying an orange, sans arms, nude mannequin on a cold night is some random shit…granted it is not truly ‘crazy’, but, still, it got my attention. that pretty much describes my month…oh ya, & throw in a shitton of snow at the end there. enjoy!