While visiting McCarren Park yesterday, Archie met and battled his arch-nemesis with great speed and agility. It was, however, not enough, and Archie soon gave up to play with a couple of nearby infants.

29 November 2011 ·

Couch in Trash, Bedford Ave., Williamsburg, Brooklyn

Couch in Trash, Bedford Ave., Williamsburg, Brooklyn

24 October 2011 ·

Oh, Bedford Ave., you never cease to amaze.

Oh, Bedford Ave., you never cease to amaze.

27 July 2011 ·

It seems today’s intense heat has melted the sky, and it’s pouring down on us now, but there’s wine that needs buying, so I’m out squishing around in it.

It seems today’s intense heat has melted the sky, and it’s pouring down on us now, but there’s wine that needs buying, so I’m out squishing around in it.

9 June 2011 ·

What more does one need?

What more does one need?

31 May 2011 ·

This is what “no buses, no trains” looks like.

This is what “no buses, no trains” looks like.

31 May 2011 ·

Two guys on opposite sides of the tree in more ways than one.

Two guys on opposite sides of the tree in more ways than one.

27 May 2011 ·

Look what I found on a wall not two blocks from my apartment. It feels like home.

Look what I found on a wall not two blocks from my apartment. It feels like home.

27 May 2011 ·

I just lost a bottle of wine on Bedford Avenue to the effects of a weak paper bag, gravity, and solid ground The sound of the glass shattering was accompanied by several sympathetic gasps of passersby, followed by sobs from me. This may as well be my blood mixing with the rain and the concrete. The good news: one of the two bottles survived. It’s a Williamsburg miracle!

I just lost a bottle of wine on Bedford Avenue to the effects of a weak paper bag, gravity, and solid ground The sound of the glass shattering was accompanied by several sympathetic gasps of passersby, followed by sobs from me. This may as well be my blood mixing with the rain and the concrete. The good news: one of the two bottles survived. It’s a Williamsburg miracle!

1 April 2011 ·

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I never see famous people, but I just passed Zach Galifianakis on my street. He was trying to be incognito, but there’s no mistaking that beard. Also, he looked very serious, but I think I sensed him being charmed by Archie

16 March 2011 ·

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