2nd Avenue 180 September something or other, the year of our lord 2019 I am getting tired of the calendar, so look at the post date to find out when I wrote this. The Indian lady who claims not to be Indian with the hight cheery voice is the blue shirt for the day. That's … Continue reading Elevator Ladies →

I really don't feel like writing an entry today. but something happened that is at least worth noting briefly, so I will begin with that. I was on my decaying scooter by the pond in Central Park eating saltine crackers I had ordered from Fresh Direct. They were very fresh. Salty and crispy. Plus the … Continue reading The Evacuation →

So. Have you noticed how many people start their explanations with the word "so?" So keep an eye or ear out for it. So anyway, if you read the previous diary entry, you'll see that my nursing aide faxed back the TERMINATION OF HMO form and got a receipt. Then I called Mt. Sinai Hospital … Continue reading Medicare & HMO Part II →

In this country you get Medicare when you turn 65 years old. It pays for a ton of stuff, but not all, and that's where the vultures come in, namely HMOs that promise that for a certain amount of money, they'll fill in the missing money that Medicare doesn't pay. Actually, these go-between Health Management … Continue reading Summing Up – Medicare →

Night Storm New York Irina Sztukowski Posted Yesterday at 06:10 PMCongratulations on the successful sale!!! . Jon Burch PhotographyPosted Today at 09:11 AMCongratulations on your new sale Dave! Leigh Roberts Posted Today at 11:11 AMCongrats. This is the sort of response you get on Fine Art America when you sell something. The fact that you … Continue reading 09.16.19 →

This is the month of eventual palindromes. How many will there be? Autumn leaves on a New York sewer. I thought the idea of a visual palindrome was original, and I went through a phase where I made a few every day. I always saw relationships between visual elements and literary mechanisms as well as … Continue reading 9.14.19 →

Sept. 13th, 2019 3p.m. [ed. He originally put the date down as Aug. 13th. Received msg from GR who said: The anal retentive guy says, 'Fix the date. Today is September 13, not August. You know the day after my birthday which you always forget. Puts sad face icon. I get concerned when you start … Continue reading Keeping the Reservation Diary →

At some point after my release from Mt. Sinai,I suppose it was after my 2nd stroke, I was taken by ambulance (I remember it was cold) to Cardinal Cooke rehab center. I was on a gurney, wrapped in a sheet so that my hands were pinned to my sides, and one-two-three I was lifted to … Continue reading Escape from Shawshank →

Rainbow Fountain, Conservatory Garden It took me until noon to sit down and write this. I got to fool around with about a million shots I took from my scooter of the fountain, trying to get the best rainbow. I don't know why rainbows are usually, perhaps always in an arc, like this one. In … Continue reading Diary Sept 10, 2019 →

Green Willows I try to jot something in the diary category even if nothing much has happened. It's just good practice. I woke at 7 a.m. this morning, on my own. I have my old friendly blue shirt for the week who is part Jewish (Orthodox once) and part D.R. What a combination. For a … Continue reading Diary 9/9/2019 →