<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578</id><updated>2012-02-10T14:49:50.775-08:00</updated><category term='http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif'/><title type='text'>Nobody Puts Banana In A Corner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>381</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-9137223030237104390</id><published>2008-08-27T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:47:12.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 26th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I wanted to keep this blog as a cohesive project, I started a new site called &lt;a href="http://icarriedabanana.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Carried A Banana&lt;/a&gt; for further musings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come visit me over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-9137223030237104390?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9137223030237104390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=9137223030237104390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/9137223030237104390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/9137223030237104390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4332722186474323499</id><published>2008-08-17T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T06:13:25.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epilouge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3143/2297135152_f92f969533.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 192px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3143/2297135152_f92f969533.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So kids, my little project has come to an end.  Despite the best efforts of Flickr to thwart me, I have indeed completed a 365 photo blog. To be exact, I wrote 380 posts and according to my camera, took well over 10,000 photos during this endeavor.  Ironically enough, there were still 31 days where I did not document my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I initially &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/08/miss-banana-makes-blog-wheeeeeeeee.html"&gt;started this project&lt;/a&gt;, I said it was " part photo diary, part attempt to learn how to take a decent photo, and part recording of the random shit I see living in New York City".  In the end it was all that and more.  I shared my trips around &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/08/liberty-ships-and-peaks-island.html"&gt;New England&lt;/a&gt;, from &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/10/work-weird-russian-art-and-gorky-park.html"&gt;Russia&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/10/frank-gehry-rocked-it.html"&gt;Spain&lt;/a&gt;, and a wedding in &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/03/dolphins-and-i-do.html"&gt;Bermuda&lt;/a&gt;.  You got a sneak into my &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/01/very-merry-martin-christmas.html"&gt;family's holidays&lt;/a&gt;, followed me through a wacky cold &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/11/roscoes-chicken-and-amy-winehouse.html"&gt;kickball season&lt;/a&gt;, and witnessed the &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/11/die-pigeon-die.html"&gt;16th&lt;/a&gt; and 17th time a bird shit on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed having a project to focus my mind and keep me from straying down melancholy lane.  I liked promoting my books and bands,   it was a great intro to &lt;a href="http://www.jen365.blogspot.com/"&gt;other 365ers&lt;/a&gt;, and I had fun sharing the kooky shit that only happens in Banana-land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since High Fidelity is one of my recent reads and favorite John Cusack movie, I thought I would share a few final thoughts &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0EJy4zVeCKI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Top Five Records&lt;/a&gt; style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top Five Most Hilarious Posts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I was very funny in December.  Must have been all the sugar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/incident-of-flying-rat.html"&gt;The Incident Of The Flying Rat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/12/adopt-neighborhood-les-santa-hat-pub.html"&gt;Adopt A Neighborhood - LES Santa Hat Pub Crawl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/10/1000-spitting-smoking-snot-rocket.html"&gt;1,000 Spitting, Smoking, Snot Rocket Asians&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/12/ho-ho-ho-ly-santacon.html"&gt;Ho! Ho! Ho-ly Santacon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/01/martin-house-vomits-christmas.html"&gt;The Martin House Vomits Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top Five Hilarious Moments In Blog Photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I captured some funny shit in the course of a year.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2176/1808600147_bb88c5f709.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2176/1808600147_bb88c5f709.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2053/2084426730_c5acb98a55.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2053/2084426730_c5acb98a55.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/missbanana/1877088683/in/set-72157602935103448/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/missbanana/1877088683/in/set-72157602935103448/" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2220/1816887290_5c679425f0.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2220/1816887290_5c679425f0.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2241/2126921195_510c127da6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 214px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2241/2126921195_510c127da6.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SKj-_oTM_eI/AAAAAAAAAeY/pBwMNkf4Lws/s1600-h/44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SKj-_oTM_eI/AAAAAAAAAeY/pBwMNkf4Lws/s400/44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235714935921376738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top Five Honorable Mention Posts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Sometimes I was clever, entertaining, or took great photos.  I love myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/10/final-thoughts-on-moscow.html"&gt;Final Thoughts On Moscow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/08/remember-when-sex-was-safer-than.html"&gt;Remember When Sex Was Safer Than Skydiving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/chose-your-own-adventure-iii.html"&gt;Choose Your Own Adventure III&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/greenwood-in-cemetery-in-spring.html"&gt;Greenwood In Spring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-in-world-is-miss-banana.html"&gt;Where In The World Is Miss Banana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top Five Favorite Blog Photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(You can see a full set of photo goodness &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/missbanana/sets/72157602935103448/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2220/2266056314_c9ec7b6779.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2220/2266056314_c9ec7b6779.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3171/2400168456_b2c304ec13.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3171/2400168456_b2c304ec13.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2389/2526764132_a19d3f4a70.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 469px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2389/2526764132_a19d3f4a70.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2041/1877837354_3cec225570.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 399px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2041/1877837354_3cec225570.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2276/2429494309_672e8339ea.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2276/2429494309_672e8339ea.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, I want wrap this all up with a huge thanks to my readers. It's hard to believe that this silly blog got almost 5,000 hits in just about six months and had visitors from &lt;a href="http://my6.statcounter.com/project/standard/visitor_map.php?project_id=3255470"&gt;around the world&lt;/a&gt;. I hope you enjoyed reading enough to come visit my new musings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;Miss Banana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4332722186474323499?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4332722186474323499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4332722186474323499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4332722186474323499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4332722186474323499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/08/epilouge.html' title='Epilouge'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SKj-_oTM_eI/AAAAAAAAAeY/pBwMNkf4Lws/s72-c/44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-3547471031576189665</id><published>2008-08-15T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:52:01.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You For Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey y'all.  I haven't forgotten my promise to return to the world of blogging.  I've just been doing my summer thang and trying my best to fix this project so I can leave my year's work whole.  Here's what Flickr wrote to me yesterday (over a month in returning my inquiry) in regards to ruining my whole project:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for writing in and sorry for the late response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When photo settings are changed, (ie. privacy settings,&lt;br /&gt;rotation) the file name of the photo changes. Unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;when that happens, links on other pages will not point to&lt;br /&gt;the photo. I apologize for any inconvenience this may&lt;br /&gt;cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Do&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well Do, thanks for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Banana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-3547471031576189665?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3547471031576189665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=3547471031576189665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3547471031576189665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3547471031576189665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-you-for-nothing.html' title='Thank You For Nothing'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8946050784062707310</id><published>2008-07-14T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:47:33.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr Can Bite Me</title><content type='html'>Hey Y'all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started to draft a warm and fuzzy sentimental wrap up entry... but when cruising down blog memory lane, I realized Flickr was being a real beeotch.  Long story short, I decided to create a poster of my favorite photos from this year (see link to the right) and somewhere in the process all of them got deleted from the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I can summarize a year, I have to go back and add 365 photos throughout different entries on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8946050784062707310?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8946050784062707310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8946050784062707310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8946050784062707310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8946050784062707310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/07/flickr-can-bite-me.html' title='Flickr Can Bite Me'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5982758741906854025</id><published>2008-07-07T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:04:11.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Ma Birfday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 6th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For my actual birthday, I wanted to cap off the blog with another sky dive, but timing with the job change and finances did not line up.   As a substitute I thought it would be  nice to spend my Sunday  doing something New Yorky. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3033/2644539841_e7db9186b1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 217px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3033/2644539841_e7db9186b1.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I enjoyed a fancy pants brunch at &lt;a href="http://www.thecentralparkboathouse.com/"&gt;The Central Park Boathouse &lt;/a&gt;with a few close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3183/2645353400_33f080a8e6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 275px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3183/2645353400_33f080a8e6.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/03/hamilton-and-bbq.html"&gt;BAM&lt;/a&gt;, all unconsciously knew it was a little black dress occasion. I joked that it was like attending the funeral of my 30th year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3171/2644529439_6cc01f94a6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 236px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3171/2644529439_6cc01f94a6.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lot of times restaurants with kitsch value do not live up to their reputation.  But the Boathouse certainly delivered on service, food, and scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/2644531101_517d16bcb6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 252px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/2644531101_517d16bcb6.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2645359154_0f1392d1aa.jpg?v=1215448876"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 230px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2645359154_0f1392d1aa.jpg?v=1215448876" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a nice relaxing birthday brunch.  Later in the evening my friend Emina came by my apartment for a slumber party.  We ordered Thai food and cracked open a bottle of champaign her brother gave me as a 30th birthday present and I saved to celebrate the end of this blog project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/2645357408_fdbeba2fe0.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/2645357408_fdbeba2fe0.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So as this particular blog draws to a close (stay tuned for a wrap up entry coming soon) , rest assured that things are in the works for the future.  I mean, I wouldn't want to deprive you all of photos and stories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; like how I had bird shit wiped off my fancy birthday dress!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(And no, &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/11/die-pigeon-die.html"&gt;it's not good luck!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3003/2645351530_b161872886.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 273px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3003/2645351530_b161872886.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5982758741906854025?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5982758741906854025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5982758741906854025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5982758741906854025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5982758741906854025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-ma-birfday.html' title='It&apos;s Ma Birfday'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-752656968742733632</id><published>2008-07-06T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:21:27.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh Oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 5th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Lori threw a well timed BBQ that doubled as my birthday celebration.  In a throwback to &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/08/big-party-go-boom.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;, DJ Rocco made an appearance and I had a few out of town visitors. (It also means that most of the photos are not for public consumption.) I thought it was a good time to bust out my beer helmet given to me (in conjunction with a Heineken mini-keg)  by my co-workers last year on my 30th.  It was a great 31st birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2644479849_27ec080591.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3007/2644479849_27ec080591.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-752656968742733632?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/752656968742733632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=752656968742733632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/752656968742733632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/752656968742733632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/07/uh-oh.html' title='Uh Oh'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5336915843412067352</id><published>2008-07-06T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T19:42:35.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America, Fuck Yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2644427013_9d9c0ab1f1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 451px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2644427013_9d9c0ab1f1.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I went to the free Sonic Youth concert (part of the &lt;a href="http://www.rivertorivernyc.com/home.php?gclid=CJ_2u5KJrZQCFQVvFQodMHVmtw"&gt;River to River&lt;/a&gt; festival) in Battery Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3080/2644434017_d7a89c637c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 326px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3080/2644434017_d7a89c637c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I discovered I'm not so much into that type of music.  It was pretty amazing to see this indie icon rock that hard, but I just wasn't in the mood.  I spent most of the show people watching and taking random photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3072/2645263920_1242e97b8b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 327px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3072/2645263920_1242e97b8b.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later in the day I attended a random party on 2nd Ave with an amazing view of the Empire State building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/2645273466_d495c14b71.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 435px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/2645273466_d495c14b71.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for the fireworks involved a few umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3115/2645293200_08409d721a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 294px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3115/2645293200_08409d721a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The clouds also made for some interesting photos, most of which look more like Baghdad than New York and some of which are downright abstractly beautiful .  My firework mode didn't work as well as it did when I was in &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-moscow-day.html"&gt;Moscow&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3156/2645283418_2af749c3bb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 386px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3156/2645283418_2af749c3bb.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celebrating this family holiday on a rooftop full of strangers was certainly a New York moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2644464627_f950613e5a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 232px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2644464627_f950613e5a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  You can see the full set of images from my day &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/missbanana/sets/72157606026407441/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3126/2645286296_f705b96627.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 271px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3126/2645286296_f705b96627.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3014/2644457629_8db0672a55.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3014/2644457629_8db0672a55.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5336915843412067352?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5336915843412067352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5336915843412067352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5336915843412067352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5336915843412067352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/07/america-fuck-yeah.html' title='America, Fuck Yeah'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-7792835903634421887</id><published>2008-07-06T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:11:28.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 3rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's is hard to believe that this desk will soon belong to someone different.  As trying as times were in the past few months, I was truly sad to leave the office that had become my literal second home.  Thankfully everyone had gone home early for the holiday weekend and weren't around to see my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2644171702_121ac44ed2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 239px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2644171702_121ac44ed2.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not in a mood to get on the subway, I strolled down Madison to the F train at 63rd. Thankfully I was rewarded with this great photo opportunity that chuckled me right out of my funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2644176398_3e762b903b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2644176398_3e762b903b.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish I could come up with a good caption to post this audacious kitty sleeping in a children's store window display on &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;I Can Haz Cheezeburger&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3008/2643345833_6fa50aaa10.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 411px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3008/2643345833_6fa50aaa10.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-7792835903634421887?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7792835903634421887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=7792835903634421887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/7792835903634421887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/7792835903634421887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/07/lol-cat.html' title='LOL Cat'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6132164635009498961</id><published>2008-07-06T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T16:20:15.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios UES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my last day at the museum and this evening I had a brief moment of sadness leaving the Upper East Side.  Since I plan on permanently staying below 14th Street from this  point forward, I thought I would take a final stroll around the hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3135/2643947994_47bd578da2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 213px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3135/2643947994_47bd578da2.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm happy I decided to swing past the &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/02/february-11th-i-know-that-polar-bears.html"&gt;nutso store&lt;/a&gt; on Madison.  Its bold summer display of zebra print chairs, storks, and horn chandeliers made me smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3016/2643123409_192c258c2e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 237px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3016/2643123409_192c258c2e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In addition to the return of the counter sunk alligators and &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/10/hippo-art.html"&gt;hippos&lt;/a&gt;, they have this beautiful sculpture available for scaring the shit out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3109/2643124681_be7637bc2f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 283px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3109/2643124681_be7637bc2f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My casual stroll lead all the way over to the East River for a peek at Randall's Island and Astoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3280/2643128175_de815ee6e7.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3280/2643128175_de815ee6e7.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going somewhere new in just a few blocks of wandering a well known neighborhood reminded me to appreciate that there will always be something new and different just around the corner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3100/2643131785_8b2bfbdaee.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 268px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3100/2643131785_8b2bfbdaee.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was also reminded that funny photos can even happen somewhere as drab and boring as the 95th and 2nd Ave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6132164635009498961?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6132164635009498961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6132164635009498961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6132164635009498961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6132164635009498961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/07/adios-ues.html' title='Adios UES'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6238067080924156576</id><published>2008-07-06T15:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T15:09:43.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk And Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blogging has never centered around airing my personal problems or expounding on serious topics.  But when un-fun things happen to me, my close friends and family know I eventually turn some portion of the experience into a horrifically funny story at my own expense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SHFHPhW-zDI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vb10ihBl3Bs/s1600-h/pic+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 306px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SHFHPhW-zDI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vb10ihBl3Bs/s400/pic+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220031775077485618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So in the interest of sharing a true tid bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I underwent a very yucky painful medial procedure involving my nether region. It was just about the most embarrassing uncomfortable thing I can possibly imagine enduring.  With my legs hoisted in stirrups, mid-procedure, with her hands poking at said nether region, the nurse assisting with the procedure turned to me and said, "Oh I forgot...Hi. My name is Andrea and I'll be holding your vagina today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, instead of taking a photo, I spent 30 minutes waiting for my prescription shopping in Whole Foods with with post traumatic stress.  (I somehow purchased four different types of cheese!)  So my friend &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/banchan-iii.html"&gt;Filner&lt;/a&gt; sent me this virtual plate of milk and cookies to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6238067080924156576?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6238067080924156576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6238067080924156576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6238067080924156576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6238067080924156576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/07/milk-and-cookies.html' title='Milk And Cookies'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SHFHPhW-zDI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vb10ihBl3Bs/s72-c/pic+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5570795743703787992</id><published>2008-07-06T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:27:15.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodwill Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 30th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew there was an entire line of Audrey Hepburn dolls?  Not surprisingly there are some who love them with a little too much passion.  One extra special person on the internet wrote, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She wears a long, sleeveless black gown offset by a dazzling white stole.    The face sculpting and upswept brunette hairstyle (with gorgeous hair highlights!)    truly capture the luminous beauty of Audrey Hepburn. Her accessories include    long black opera gloves, triple-strand faux pearl necklace, rhinestone    tiara, trademark black sunglasses, sheer hose, a white Schrafft's bakery bag and    coffee cup, classic heels and a black handbag. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/2643116651_5687aff354_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 231px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/2643116651_5687aff354_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately for this little lady, her owner gave her up to the Goodwill on 2nd Ave!  One man's trash is another man's treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5570795743703787992?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5570795743703787992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5570795743703787992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5570795743703787992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5570795743703787992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/07/goodwill-treasure.html' title='Goodwill Treasure'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/2643116651_5687aff354_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-3737750322841379553</id><published>2008-06-30T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:19:57.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladylike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 29th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another installment of &lt;a href="http://feastbklyn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Feast&lt;/a&gt; with the theme of "Balls".  We had meatballs,  cheese balls, melon ball martinis, peanut butter balls, and birthday cake.  You can check out those photos &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/missbanana/sets/72157605903421545/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; because I really want to post photos (taken on the sly) of these two adorable old ladies eating brunch next to me yesterday instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3150/2624399251_dd189805e4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 244px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3150/2624399251_dd189805e4.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are so few ladies who still wear white gloves, pearls, and their Sunday best hats to their breakfast at the local bagel joint.  I wonder what Heather and I will wear during our afghan knitting years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2624401217_3524d971ea.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 289px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2624401217_3524d971ea.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2624401217_6139cf60ec.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-3737750322841379553?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3737750322841379553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=3737750322841379553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3737750322841379553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3737750322841379553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-29th-today-was-another-installment.html' title='Ladylike'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8474134013120839933</id><published>2008-06-30T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:21:43.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar And Spice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 28th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was about ladies of all ages. My cousin Liz had her bridal shower at a historic inn and I promised her a decent picture on the blog since the &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/11/gobble-gobble.html"&gt;others &lt;/a&gt;haven't been at all flattering.  I'm still not really happy with this one, but it is certainly an improvement over having &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/01/twas-night-before-christmas.html"&gt;seven sets of eyebrows&lt;/a&gt;. (Stupid camera.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/2625187152_e77d7f269d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 348px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/2625187152_e77d7f269d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3072/2624362219_2b95c5e323.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 324px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3072/2624362219_2b95c5e323.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was fun spending time with &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-tradition.html"&gt;Gram&lt;/a&gt; and Aunt Evie who told me about their own bridal showers.  They also shared the story of how my uncle Dan opened pots and pans and sexy lingerie as a stand in bride when my aunt was in the hospital for her own shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/2625183236_e306a00e04.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 255px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/2625183236_e306a00e04.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After lunch I stopped by to meet &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/peanut.html"&gt;The Peanut&lt;/a&gt;, who finally got to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3115/2625195992_45e691ea34.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 377px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3115/2625195992_45e691ea34.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Newborns are always amazing.  I can't get over how everything on them is just miniature teeny tiny.  Check out her adorable little Hobbit Foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/2624370109_94cfd5b399.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 190px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3290/2624370109_94cfd5b399.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3045/2625202914_ff7d2e27fb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3045/2625202914_ff7d2e27fb.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(That's my thumb.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But man, she is just total sweetness.  What I wouldn't give to sleep as soundly and happy as this little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3090/2625199898_c698dd08b8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 386px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3090/2625199898_c698dd08b8.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8474134013120839933?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8474134013120839933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8474134013120839933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8474134013120839933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8474134013120839933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/sugar-and-spice.html' title='Sugar And Spice'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-1273592210889149799</id><published>2008-06-30T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T10:50:05.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Popular Photos From The Miss Banana Archives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 27th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went up to Albany and spent the evening with &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/manhattan-experience.html"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt;, her new cute man, and my parents.  I forgot to take a photo, so here's one of the units from Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2230/2179317108_e7afe04dd3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2230/2179317108_e7afe04dd3.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-1273592210889149799?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1273592210889149799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=1273592210889149799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1273592210889149799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1273592210889149799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/popular-photos-from-miss-banana_30.html' title='Popular Photos From The Miss Banana Archives'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6630284360629390130</id><published>2008-06-29T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T14:03:00.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight a few coworkers and all our freelance art handlers came out to the &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/adopt-neighborhood-astoria.html"&gt;Bohemian Beer Hall&lt;/a&gt; for a going away party.  Since my office mate is also leaving, it really is the end of an era.  We're not quite sure what will happen to our department but we're both relieved to be leaving the uncertain and troubling environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3102/2615964909_3904c1b046.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 401px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3102/2615964909_3904c1b046.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of our favorite lady art handlers, Kate, brought us presents.  I'm going to have to learn how to make drinks now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3056/2615963463_461371a887.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3056/2615963463_461371a887.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When you hang around artists for a few hours, you start to notice the beauty in everything... like this green silly string graffiti on the subway platform.  Or perhaps that was the beer talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3243/2616805058_b9ba2afc94.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 366px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3243/2616805058_b9ba2afc94.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also noticed that this grown woman was passed out on the N train snuggling with a cookie monster chef with no child in site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3006/2616805408_489848e096.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 331px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3006/2616805408_489848e096.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6630284360629390130?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6630284360629390130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6630284360629390130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6630284360629390130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6630284360629390130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/bye-bye-bye.html' title='Bye Bye Bye'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-595138218511693793</id><published>2008-06-27T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:52:51.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepia Is Still My Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unsuccessful&lt;/span&gt; attempt to capture a time lapse sunset from &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/il-bastardo.html"&gt;Chris's roof&lt;/a&gt;, I resorted to regular photography.  While I like this photo just fine, the proliferation of water towers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hearkened&lt;/span&gt; back to one of my &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/08/now-on-to-our-regularly-scheduled.html"&gt;original posts&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3062/2615961567_2eb285d3a6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3062/2615961567_2eb285d3a6.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This version is so much more interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/2615962621_d4003a6828.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/2615962621_d4003a6828.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-595138218511693793?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/595138218511693793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=595138218511693793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/595138218511693793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/595138218511693793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/sepia-is-still-my-friend.html' title='Sepia Is Still My Friend'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6840093631922573125</id><published>2008-06-27T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:47:58.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picturing Picasso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 24th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that my new job is going to be great for my exploration bug.  Tonight I walked through the area on my way to some beverages with a new friend and stumbled across this Picasso sculpure near NYU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="392" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3075/2615958303_caa036e523.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Google the &lt;em&gt;Bust of Sylvette&lt;/em&gt; sculpture "that adorns the courtyard of NYU's Silver Towers apartment buildings on Bleecker Street is an enlargement of a sculpture by Picasso. Norweigan sculptor Carl Nesjär executed the construction of the 60-ton concrete Bust of Sylvette in 1967."  This thing has been there since before I was born and I'm just stumbling across it now?  Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3075/2615958303_caa036e523.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/2615959797_d4179541ce.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 418px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/2615959797_d4179541ce.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6840093631922573125?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6840093631922573125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6840093631922573125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6840093631922573125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6840093631922573125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/picturing-picasso.html' title='Picturing Picasso'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-1840481080201385924</id><published>2008-06-27T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:33:15.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Digs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 23rd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I spent the afternoon at my new job getting a little training. Afterwards I took a long walk scouting for good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; coffee (I'm really going to miss my usual guys) and the fastest route to the subway. I'm SO pleased my commute will be cut in half and my lunch options expanded to limitless options. Goodbye Upper East Side snooty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;patisseries. &lt;/span&gt;Hello $5 Chinatown Asian noodle shops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3211/2615957349_16aef80cb4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3211/2615957349_16aef80cb4.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-1840481080201385924?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1840481080201385924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=1840481080201385924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1840481080201385924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1840481080201385924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-digs.html' title='The New Digs'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-305958745187368522</id><published>2008-06-25T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T13:59:41.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 22nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight there was rain falling from a perfectly sunny sky as I walked to the F train.  Of course there was a flipping amazing rainbow over all of Brooklyn visible only from the high Smith and 9th street platform.  I ran to the window and whipped out my camera to capture what could have been my best photo all year only to encounter a dead battery.  BLARG! Mermaid Parade!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2602160961_4bee7fbb6d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2602160961_4bee7fbb6d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thankfully, some lovely person got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; rainbow photo posted on Gothamist so you can sort of see why I'm mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-305958745187368522?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/305958745187368522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=305958745187368522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/305958745187368522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/305958745187368522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/drat.html' title='Drat!'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-3395844744533399431</id><published>2008-06-24T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:26:25.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adopt A Neighborhood - Coney Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 21st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This month's exploration was out in Coney Island.  There is a big push for "&lt;a href="http://gothamist.com/2008/06/25/coney_islands_future_bitterly_and_c.php"&gt;redevelopment&lt;/a&gt;" in this area, but a large portion of people (me included) sort of appreciate it for the grit and grime as is.  Keeping in mind that Mayor Bloomberg halted further construction for one final year, we went down to consume Nathan's hot dogs and gawk at naked people in the &lt;a href="http://www.coneyisland.com/mermaid.shtml"&gt;Mermaid Parade&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/2605128248_bd2499d102.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/2605128248_bd2499d102.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3104/2604343985_38292b4163.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 181px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3104/2604343985_38292b4163.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first thing I saw upon exiting the subway station was this crazy bus that I remembered from &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/12/ho-ho-ho-ly-santacon.html"&gt;SantaCon&lt;/a&gt;. This was a good omen for the ridiculousness to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2605131242_5a3ea92300.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 215px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2605131242_5a3ea92300.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the first floats to pass us belonged to the New York Aquarium.  My friend Rick was one of the tentacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/2604310299_2a5bbd7b19.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 445px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/2604310299_2a5bbd7b19.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost directly behind Rick came the first of the naked "art" people. I hope this paint is waterproof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3267/2604313657_636e82393d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 348px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3267/2604313657_636e82393d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This dude was beyond words.  I feel so bad for his little tricolored pooch in the cart and the bird on his head.  People in the crowd said he is some sort New York character that goes from public venue to parades and parties dressed in this exact get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3118/2604320215_53322210b1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 360px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3118/2604320215_53322210b1.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a popular movement among parade participants to place a "beauty pageant" sash around themselves.  I wonder if it lends more credibility to an otherwise crap costume that has nothing to do with being a Mermaid or sea creatures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2218/2604328935_603bb92e61.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 321px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2218/2604328935_603bb92e61.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2089/2604355745_3bebc4c740.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 368px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2089/2604355745_3bebc4c740.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was also a large pasty contingent in the walkers.  My friend noted that if you are going with this look, you had better have some huge knockers otherwise (as pictured below) your pasty covers your entire unimpressive bosom.  You can click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/missbanana/sets/72157605780455552/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see my entire set of photos, including manyl NSFW images of some mostly naked exhibitionists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2604366627_cd6990cf5a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 308px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/2604366627_cd6990cf5a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After four hours in the hot sun (and ensuring burnt forehead) we got some strawberry daiquiri refreshment on the crowded boardwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3084/2604391483_fde45c178c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 241px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3084/2604391483_fde45c178c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we passed this ginourmous post parade garbage pile Ralph said prophetically,&lt;br /&gt;"New York: Love It Or Leave It. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/2605224014_40c68681c4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 341px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/2605224014_40c68681c4.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-3395844744533399431?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3395844744533399431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=3395844744533399431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3395844744533399431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3395844744533399431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/adopt-neighborhood-coney-island.html' title='Adopt A Neighborhood - Coney Island'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6722987632352215578</id><published>2008-06-24T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:34:18.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Jess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 20th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight we celebrated Jess's birthday with our second annual outing to &lt;a href="http://www.summerstage.org/index1.aspx?BD=18304"&gt;Central Park Summer Stage&lt;/a&gt; evening of comedy. (I love Beth's face in this photo.)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SGFAYmQKfVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/fAFE_YgBfw0/s1600-h/IMG_7531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SGFAYmQKfVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/fAFE_YgBfw0/s400/IMG_7531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215520634801126738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The comics &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="articledescription"&gt;Stephen Lynch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="articledescription"&gt;Mike Birbiglia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="articledescription"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and Julian McCullough&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;were hilarious.  This evening reminded me yet again how close I am to the close of this blog.  It's &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/08/central-park-summer-stage.html"&gt;summer again &lt;/a&gt;and all the free events are happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SGFAZDDWAVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1Rs-93u2POk/s1600-h/IMG_7532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SGFAZDDWAVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1Rs-93u2POk/s400/IMG_7532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215520642531983698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6722987632352215578?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6722987632352215578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6722987632352215578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6722987632352215578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6722987632352215578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-jess.html' title='Happy Birthday, Jess!'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SGFAYmQKfVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/fAFE_YgBfw0/s72-c/IMG_7531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6184320635851553709</id><published>2008-06-20T13:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:46:09.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Friday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is something that my dad sent me saying &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I would never give up drinking if I saw these ugly  women  I would probably drink more." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';font-size:100%;"  &gt;If    you were around in 1919 (just before prohibition started) and came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';font-size:100%;"  &gt;upon the following poster.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:100%;color:blue;"   &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0);font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0);font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFwT921wj7I/AAAAAAAAAdw/5JJLk8SyiGM/s1600-h/FW1919po.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFwT921wj7I/AAAAAAAAAdw/5JJLk8SyiGM/s400/FW1919po.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214064422002134962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';font-size:100%;color:blue;"   &gt;      &lt;b&gt;I mean, seriously, would you quit drinking?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6184320635851553709?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6184320635851553709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6184320635851553709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6184320635851553709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6184320635851553709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFwT921wj7I/AAAAAAAAAdw/5JJLk8SyiGM/s72-c/FW1919po.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6981227831510284612</id><published>2008-06-20T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T13:25:40.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamster What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 19th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animal hospital in my neighborhood realized that playing up to the many young families in the area would be good marketing.  Apparently they hosted some sort of drawing and story competition that was pet related.  They are displaying some of the participants projects in the window.  Yesterday I started laughing hysterically while waiting for the bus (at noon when I finally decided to show my face at work) and took some photos for your enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avoid That Pet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A handbook on how to sneeze on your mutant four legged pet.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3008/2595398591_52bfdb4f0f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3008/2595398591_52bfdb4f0f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never Live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A sadistic guide to choking your grey cat to death. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/2596233530_469fe95d87.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/2596233530_469fe95d87.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hamster What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Teach your hamster to breakdance&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on the picnic table.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3104/2596231978_dbd080d3c0.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3104/2596231978_dbd080d3c0.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;This is the one that just made me pee my pants laughing.  I have no idea what this could be about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3296/2595398245_0a9af1856c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3296/2595398245_0a9af1856c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6981227831510284612?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6981227831510284612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6981227831510284612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6981227831510284612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6981227831510284612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/hamster-what.html' title='Hamster What?'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-2727698447052464793</id><published>2008-06-20T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T13:05:47.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnage Of All Varieties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 18th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So much for staying current on the blog, eh? It seems that once you announce you are leaving, your employer finally realizes how much shit you really handle and suddenly wants you to teach them everything about your entire position. Ha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/2595399913_c685149828.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/2595399913_c685149828.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In any case, I'm indifferent to their needs and instead of behaving, I stayed out until 2:30am drinking beers and hanging out with my friend Burke, who was in town from Chicago for one night only.  This is a photo of him with his mouth full of &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/10/katzs-pastrami-and-kickballs.html"&gt;Katz's Deli&lt;/a&gt; goodness.  He'll probably kill me for making this public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3182/2595399471_7b052e558b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 222px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3182/2595399471_7b052e558b.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is all that remains of my half pastrami and swiss on sourdough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-2727698447052464793?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2727698447052464793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=2727698447052464793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2727698447052464793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2727698447052464793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-18th-so-much-for-staying-current.html' title='Carnage Of All Varieties'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-1323016843717449935</id><published>2008-06-18T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T12:48:36.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame Duck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my regular readers might be wondering why I just posted ten days entries in a few hours.  There are several reasons for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm about to finish the blog and I'm going to make an honest attempt to stay current for the remaining 19 days of the project.  Tick tock goes my blog clock. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I accepted a new job today.  I assume it has been apparent in my recent posts that I've slowly been going insane at my current museum. A new job literally fell in my lap and as I learned from Il Bastardo yesterday, I need to take refuge or get blown over the edge with the storm.  So quite honestly, today at work I'm a lame duck.  Who feels like devoting any time or energy to a place they are leaving?  Instead, I shall post to my blog all day and not give a shit.  Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hmmm.....all that has nothing to do with today's cute photo of &lt;a href="http://www.debcentral.com/education/index.html"&gt;Deb&lt;/a&gt; and her rad new banana seat Barracuda bike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;other than the fact that on this historic day in Miss Banana land, we went for our first ride around the park. She was a real trooper on our two treks up the big hill and it was good to chat with a kindred spirit who has also somehow continually taken pay cuts during her tenure in the art world.  Oh the things we do for jobs that aren't soul sucking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFli-WtivdI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qxeXHV6H4jM/s1600-h/IMG_7480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFli-WtivdI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qxeXHV6H4jM/s400/IMG_7480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213306867046071762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-1323016843717449935?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1323016843717449935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=1323016843717449935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1323016843717449935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1323016843717449935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/lame-duck.html' title='Lame Duck'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFli-WtivdI/AAAAAAAAAdo/qxeXHV6H4jM/s72-c/IMG_7480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-979428211151457102</id><published>2008-06-18T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:29:39.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Il Bastardo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 16th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was stressful.  Lots of bad shit went down at work. I was grappling with some difficult decisions and harsh financial realities.   To gain some perspective, I brought an appropriately named large bottle of wine to the roof of Chris's high rise apartment building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3166/2590694616_26ae9eee3c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 414px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3166/2590694616_26ae9eee3c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While contemplating my future with a nice mellow red wine buzz, a huge scary storm of Ghost Busters proportions began to roll in above our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3178/2590695466_d519f9203c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 206px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3178/2590695466_d519f9203c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wind began to freak out with insane gusts blowing Chris's hat over the side of the building, throwing the chairs around like kites and tipping over the half full bottle of wine (NOOOOOOoooooooo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2589860253_dbb67730e6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 371px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2589860253_dbb67730e6.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took refuge inside from Il Bastardo just before it hit the river and really let loose! I can't think of a more appropriate metaphor for things in my professional life than this hair raising stormy experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3076/2589860871_6739be4c03.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3076/2589860871_6739be4c03.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3076/2589860871_b1fe95e883.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-979428211151457102?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/979428211151457102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=979428211151457102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/979428211151457102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/979428211151457102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/il-bastardo.html' title='Il Bastardo'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-2652587417018177918</id><published>2008-06-18T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:43:38.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Ave Street Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 15th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing says summer in New York City like the return of the street fairs.  Today was the one right up the block from home.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3111/2589859507_9d85b3c288.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 366px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3111/2589859507_9d85b3c288.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These dudes set up a ping pong table in the middle of the fair.  What is it with Park Slopers &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-4th-lazy-sundays-in-park-are-back.html"&gt;bringing their gaming equipment outside&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3116/2589859305_917cfa4dca.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3116/2589859305_917cfa4dca.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But if you are in the mood to buy &lt;a href="http://addictedtoit.blogspot.com/2007/05/signs-of-summer.html"&gt;socks&lt;/a&gt;, jewelry, African spices, bulk underwear, or roasted corn, the street fairs are for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3096/2590693560_db35b1bdcf.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3096/2590693560_db35b1bdcf.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-2652587417018177918?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2652587417018177918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=2652587417018177918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2652587417018177918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2652587417018177918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/7th-ave-street-fair.html' title='7th Ave Street Fair'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8819094786020188158</id><published>2008-06-18T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:37:15.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizarro Martin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 14th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight Martin took me to his other Peruvian friend (shown below) Martin's house for a birthday party. It's funny to me that both these guys are crazy party dudes with a love for dancing and playing the clown. It was a fun night! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3088/2590693292_ec4a283bfb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3088/2590693292_ec4a283bfb.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8819094786020188158?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8819094786020188158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8819094786020188158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8819094786020188158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8819094786020188158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/bizarro-martin.html' title='Bizarro Martin'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-1410408256395502025</id><published>2008-06-18T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:49:19.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Drunken Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 13th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I unpacked and hung my painting, took an amazing limo drive over to Albany, and relaxed on the train back down to the city&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;Upon my return, most of my friends were out enjoying some post work margaritas and I decided to join them.  Several rounds later, our simple happy hour degraded into total debauchery.  I think it began when we collectively decided I should take this crackalicious photo that we all found hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3178/2589857861_0427294ae2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 325px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3178/2589857861_0427294ae2.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The night continued when I found myself accidentally attached via my belt loop to the biggest dive bar in the city, &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/listings/bar/rudys_bar_and_grill/"&gt;Rudy's&lt;/a&gt; (home of the free hot dog).  It took a flash light and three people to eventually free my pants!  In the meantime, I became fast friends with the bouncer who traded me a big sweaty hug for my hard earned pinwheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3220/2589858009_e2678b7b5a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3220/2589858009_e2678b7b5a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The night continued to three other "establishments" where we consumed way too many alcohol units and amassed a collection of stolen bar ware from each venue for no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3089/2590693122_5eaf7d49b4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3089/2590693122_5eaf7d49b4.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-1410408256395502025?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1410408256395502025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=1410408256395502025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1410408256395502025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1410408256395502025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-13th-today-i-unpacked-and-hung-my.html' title='A Drunken Return'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5267083937309765167</id><published>2008-06-18T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T13:21:52.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh.... The Berkshires</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 12th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I brought one of our paintings up to the &lt;a href="http://www.clarkart.edu/"&gt;Sterling and Francine Clark Museum&lt;/a&gt; in central Massachusetts.  It's a beautiful museum with a gorgeous collection.  I fell in love with some small works in their collection by an Italian painter called &lt;a href="http://jssgallery.org/other_artists/Boldini_Giovanni/Giovanni_Boldini.htm"&gt;Giovanni Boldini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3112/2590692272_65c8e56238.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3112/2590692272_65c8e56238.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Clark is situated in the heart of the Berkshire mountains and I was placed at The Williams Inn for the evening.  I suppose the decor was supposed to match the feel of the region, but dear lord, this was a lot of pink.  Between the bed skirt, the rug, the curtains, and the trim, I was in "&lt;a href="http://www.spike.com/video/2483050"&gt;a pink nightmare&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3056/2589856969_9fc2cf332c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 402px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3056/2589856969_9fc2cf332c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And let me not forget to point out the copious amounts of floor to ceiling floral wall paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3184/2589857231_67b466905b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 448px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3184/2589857231_67b466905b.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lovely new friend Monique took me to dinner at a great eatery in town called &lt;a href="http://www.1896house.com/"&gt;6 House Pub&lt;/a&gt;.  I had an amazing salad and huge cold beer outside near a bonfire while enjoying the green scenery, pleasant company, and a cute doggy friend.  In summary, it was really relaxing to get away from the city and the stress that has been my work environment lately.  However, I was slightly disturbed by this giant bison head inside the pub. Monique told me she and her husband were once seated beneath it for their anniversary dinner, as it was the last seat in the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3240/2589856601_87d5ac3714.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 420px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3240/2589856601_87d5ac3714.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5267083937309765167?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5267083937309765167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5267083937309765167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5267083937309765167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5267083937309765167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahhh-berkshires.html' title='Ahhh.... The Berkshires'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5739966476953897391</id><published>2008-06-18T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:33:12.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gala Schmala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was our big gala fundraiser event at work.  Everyone, including dear old Diana, was dressed to impress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2589829339_5c7a86e57a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 384px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2589829339_5c7a86e57a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3151/2589829703_0ce6f0f1e8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 363px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3151/2589829703_0ce6f0f1e8.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3086/2590664272_2f76cb2484.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5739966476953897391?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5739966476953897391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5739966476953897391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5739966476953897391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5739966476953897391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/gala-schmala.html' title='Gala Schmala'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4968251230627618211</id><published>2008-06-18T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T13:26:17.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Storm Batman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight there was a huge thunderstorm with hurricane force winds and a total downpour.  I took a cool time lapse video out my office window, but it came out sideways and I still haven't figured out how to rotate video.  You'll just have to envision this tree blowing furiously as rain pours below the street light from these two still images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3244/2589780929_5d55f5822a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3244/2589780929_5d55f5822a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3276/2590616086_0187fd6b03.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3276/2590616086_0187fd6b03.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4968251230627618211?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4968251230627618211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4968251230627618211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4968251230627618211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4968251230627618211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/holy-storm-batman.html' title='Holy Storm Batman'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6984178047730973672</id><published>2008-06-18T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:49:02.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art And Underwear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 9th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An appropriate combination. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2582214979_227c5b44f5.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2582214979_227c5b44f5.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And for your viewing pleasure, a Manhattan sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/2582215961_ed00a7eeb4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/2582215961_ed00a7eeb4.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6984178047730973672?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6984178047730973672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6984178047730973672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6984178047730973672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6984178047730973672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/art-and-underwear.html' title='Art And Underwear'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-596529411237411660</id><published>2008-06-18T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T13:27:28.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Popular Photos From The Miss Banana Archives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 8th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom left today and I spent the remainder of the day huddled in my AC or sweating on my bike.  Alas, no photo.  Instead, because I'm feeling punchy, I'm posting a totally inappropriate photo from several Halloween's back.  EYE love this photo.  (That was for you PJ and Tuttle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFkqrC03roI/AAAAAAAAAdg/UnzmEDDlV38/s1600-h/226462841_5d63a718aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFkqrC03roI/AAAAAAAAAdg/UnzmEDDlV38/s400/226462841_5d63a718aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213244962639425154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-596529411237411660?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/596529411237411660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=596529411237411660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/596529411237411660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/596529411237411660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/popular-photos-from-miss-banana.html' title='Popular Photos From The Miss Banana Archives'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFkqrC03roI/AAAAAAAAAdg/UnzmEDDlV38/s72-c/226462841_5d63a718aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-1242236342588983353</id><published>2008-06-17T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:49:20.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Hot Heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 7th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today mom (who was camera shy) and I spent the day hopping from one air conditioned venue to the next in an effort to stay out of the record breaking 93+ degree heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3076/2583037292_8529cbe0ff.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 379px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3076/2583037292_8529cbe0ff.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first stop was the &lt;a href="http://www.brooklynmuseum.org/exhibitions/murakami/"&gt;Murakami retrospective exhibit&lt;/a&gt; at the Brooklyn Museum. The show was a real whimsical treat.  I recommend all New Yorkers see this before it closes in July.   The museum itself is a treasure and my mom and I also spent a good deal of time with Judy Chicago's famous &lt;a href="http://www.brooklynmuseum.org/exhibitions/dinner_party/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dinner Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  (Go see that sometime too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2583036484_fb79f8382d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2583036484_fb79f8382d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our high minded art morning, we came into the city to spend two hours cooling in the the replica of the original &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ziegfeld_Theatre"&gt;Ziegfeld Theater &lt;/a&gt;watching pure fluff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3091/2583040730_0d8bd0fa22.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 438px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3091/2583040730_0d8bd0fa22.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our subway exit at Columbus Circle, I finally realized that this was an exact miniature replica of the &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/adopt-neighborhood-corona-flushing.html#links"&gt;Unisphere&lt;/a&gt; in Corona Park.  I can't believe I missed that all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3102/2583040092_74453aacbc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 352px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3102/2583040092_74453aacbc.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We concluded our day with a return to culture at a Monks and Mystics concert given by some of my kickball peeps in &lt;a href="http://www.ynyc.org/"&gt;The Young New Yorkers Chorus&lt;/a&gt;. I was totally blown away by the talent of my friends. I found it hard to reconcile my thoughts of them in sweaty t-shirts swilling cheap beer with these cultured black tie professionals in front of me.  Since I'm in a demanding mood, be sure to bookmark their website and check them out at their next concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3264/2582214381_406349ee5d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3264/2582214381_406349ee5d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-1242236342588983353?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1242236342588983353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=1242236342588983353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1242236342588983353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1242236342588983353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/hot-hot-heat.html' title='Hot Hot Heat'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-2682836424751487657</id><published>2008-06-17T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:21:00.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days And Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 6th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today marks 30 days remaining in my 30th year of life and this blog.  Ironic that my mom, who was 30 when she gave birth to me, was in town for her solo weekend visit.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bowerypresents.com/calendar/show/1714/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.bowerypresents.com/calendar/show/1714/" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3165/2582203087_5448811e50.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 404px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3165/2582203087_5448811e50.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We trekked all the way downtown to the Maritime Marine Building (better known to me as the Governor's Island Ferry Building) to see an installation work called &lt;a href="http://www.davidbyrne.com/art/art_projects/playing_the_building/"&gt;Playing The Building&lt;/a&gt; by David Byrne.  While he's widely known as the former lead singer of the Talking Heads, he's also an amazing artist, writer, and solo musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2582202633_716f73d8d0.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 485px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2582202633_716f73d8d0.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this installation, Byrne rigged an organ to various forced air pipes and hammers around the building to produce  a surprisingly harmonic sound. You can wait in line to try your hand at coaxing music from an old building or just sit back and enjoy the peaceful open space and fractured light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3146/2583031934_59d00874d9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 367px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3146/2583031934_59d00874d9.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2582203515_6141ce4333.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-2682836424751487657?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2682836424751487657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=2682836424751487657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2682836424751487657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2682836424751487657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/30-days-and-counting.html' title='30 Days And Counting'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6196192922933969784</id><published>2008-06-15T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:08:14.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Built This City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 5th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of shit is going down at work and I've been more than a little distracted from photography.  So, I'm sending you all another fabulous 80's pop culture graph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFXlSQcvLmI/AAAAAAAAAdY/xANYlHh6JbA/s1600-h/funny-graphs-we_built_this_.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFXlSQcvLmI/AAAAAAAAAdY/xANYlHh6JbA/s400/funny-graphs-we_built_this_.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212324245567123042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since my parents didn't have cable until I was in college, I missed the awesomeness that is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8IfOd9G32qA&amp;amp;eurl=http://graphjam.com/2008/06/07/song-chart-memes-we-built-this-city/"&gt;this video&lt;/a&gt;.  God Bless YouTube for bringing 30-somethings childhood back to life.  Things like this explain a lot about me!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6196192922933969784?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6196192922933969784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6196192922933969784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6196192922933969784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6196192922933969784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-built-this-city.html' title='We Built This City'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SFXlSQcvLmI/AAAAAAAAAdY/xANYlHh6JbA/s72-c/funny-graphs-we_built_this_.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8966600982317627419</id><published>2008-06-15T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:59:44.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Park Slope?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This WWII tag line is spray painted all over the sidewalk in my hood.  Anyone have a clue?  Is this a band or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2582198655_9995c8e977.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2582198655_9995c8e977.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphjam.com/2008/06/07/song-chart-memes-we-built-this-city/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://graphjam.com/2008/06/07/song-chart-memes-we-built-this-city/" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8966600982317627419?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8966600982317627419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8966600982317627419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8966600982317627419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8966600982317627419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-park-slope.html' title='In Park Slope?'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6467942001788446339</id><published>2008-06-10T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:28:57.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Museum Mile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 3rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight was my least favorite work event of the year, Museum Mile.  While the concept of closing down 5th Ave for a street fair and opening up all the museums for free is great for the public and free publicity for us, it's really hell on our little museum and the art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3157/2552173314_a2dee56191.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 462px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3157/2552173314_a2dee56191.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the span of three hours we had 2,450 visitors come through the galleries.  Our poor 100 year old town house HVAC just can't keep up with that volume of body heat and traffic. In addition, the museum becomes packed with people who don't know how to properly behave in a cultural institution and unruly sticky kids hopped up on sugar from the street vendors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3268/2551350045_0c7fc02e12.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3268/2551350045_0c7fc02e12.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the past I've been stationed around the most vulnerable or fragile works of art.  This year, we had wonderful volunteers for guard duty and I decided my time was best spent roaming with a walkie talkie checking in and the radioing security about crowd control.  This also sort of freed me to experience (and photograph) the fun side of the festival and all the cool little things we do for kids.  For example, we hire a jazz duet who get kids to scat with them on stage.  Too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3021/2551343963_0c25780122.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3021/2551343963_0c25780122.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the models from the school get dressed up and pose so kids can draw from life.  There was a line ten deep waiting their turn.  Check out this little artist in the making.  She's doing better than I would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/2552157492_759e838628.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/2552157492_759e838628.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, we also give out colored chalk for making street art.  While the results make for great photos, I noticed lots of kids (who will touch things if not properly supervised) running around the museum with chalky filthy hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/2551322651_395b860267.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/2551322651_395b860267.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3186/2551312223_e555eb426d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3186/2551312223_e555eb426d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6467942001788446339?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6467942001788446339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6467942001788446339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6467942001788446339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6467942001788446339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/museum-mile.html' title='Museum Mile'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4276587299030203404</id><published>2008-06-08T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:21:34.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Boo Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 2nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have a lot of friends that bike around the city and I thought I'd try to see if biking helps shed these horrific extra 13 pounds I've gained since my metabolism realized it's also 30! So dad brought down my old dorky bike from high school, I took the day off my hellish job, and Chris helped me get it in shape for riding.  It's a damn good thing I don't care about looking cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3092/2551306377_c212e77c14.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 508px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3092/2551306377_c212e77c14.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did pretty decent for someone that hadn't really been on a bike in years.  We made two loops around the park (including the yucky hill near Grand Army Plaza) and then Chris asked me to show him the Botanic Garden.  Big mistake.  Riding in the park and on neighborhood streets is nothing like traversing Eastern Parkway at rush hour.  Needless to say, I panicked and at the first sign of rescue - a curb cut away outside the Garden - I attempted to exit on the sidewalk.  Too bad I encountered a slippery metal edge at an angle and the bike slid out under me. I was unceremoniously dumped in front of two people who totally cracked up.  To add insult to injury, I got this nice patch of road burn. Thankfully my desire to fit into certain pants again outweighs my fear of embarrassment and I know I'll try again really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3260/2552130152_2f72d313b9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 274px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3260/2552130152_2f72d313b9.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4276587299030203404?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4276587299030203404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4276587299030203404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4276587299030203404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4276587299030203404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/bike-boo-boo.html' title='Bike Boo Boo'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-1017268257819650124</id><published>2008-06-08T20:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:55:50.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to trek into work to move some sculpture around for an event happening at 6am on Monday.  Thankfully my new friend Kevin gave me ride home. I got some great photos out the window of his car, even of the stinky ugly Verizon building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3079/2551305843_4e9c24e1c6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 424px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3079/2551305843_4e9c24e1c6.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2552129546_f98e42e4ee.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2552129546_f98e42e4ee.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-1017268257819650124?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1017268257819650124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=1017268257819650124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1017268257819650124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1017268257819650124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-sunday.html' title='Sunday Sunday'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8862879396870839419</id><published>2008-06-08T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:03:23.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adopt A Neighborhood - Flushing Meadows Corona Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 31st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling mildly depressed in April but the guilt about skipping an AAN that month prompted two back to back weekend events in May.  This week we traveled out to Queens to explore Flushing Meadow Corona Park and the remnants of the World's Fair.   Our first stop was the &lt;a href="http://www.queensmuseum.org/index.htm"&gt;Queens Museum of Art. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2552107168_d7bbb1cf69.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2552107168_d7bbb1cf69.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/missbanana/2552106288/in/set-72157605434242712/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/missbanana/2552106288/in/set-72157605434242712/" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I came here last spring with dad for their special exhibit on Robert Moses and was blown away by the &lt;a href="http://www.queensmuseum.org/panorama/about.htm"&gt;largest scale model in the world&lt;/a&gt; (of greater NYC)  installed permanently in their gallery.  I knew that anyone living here would find this fascinating and learn something knew.  Personally, this time around I was just excited to learn that you are allowed take photos of the room sized model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3068/2552112026_2949ebb90a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3068/2552112026_2949ebb90a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Robert Moses creation now reflects New York as it appeared in 1999 with some minor alterations.  As this is a hand carved wooden model on a scale of 1 inch = 100 foot, you can imagine how difficult it is to maintain and update.  Especially with the pace of &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/08/some-stupid-condo.html"&gt;crappy high rise condos&lt;/a&gt; sprouting up everywhere, the museum would need a full time craftsman to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3084/2552110774_53c1af017d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3084/2552110774_53c1af017d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our panorama tour, the rain cut us a break and we were able to putz through Corona Park on our way to Shea.  This was the state's exhibit hall for the 1964-1965 World's Fair, but as no new use for the building was ever found, the structure sits derelict and decaying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3002/2551283573_e7170c868f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3002/2551283573_e7170c868f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The attraction in the park most known to the general public (probably from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Men In Black&lt;/span&gt; or a car service home from the airport) is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unisphere"&gt;The Unisphere&lt;/a&gt;.  We took this silly photo to give you some perspective on the size and scope of this fair remnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2552115748_02b1c4e862.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 281px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2552115748_02b1c4e862.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because AAN has a long history of seeing dying places in the city, I figured I had better get my butt out to Shea this summer before it joined the likes of The Roxy and CBGB's.  I have to say, I can see why the Mets need a new home.  This place was pretty run down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/2552120538_ed6bff14fe.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/2552120538_ed6bff14fe.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a view of the brand new stadium (no idea what it will be called) from our seats out in the middle of right field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2552128070_bdfd75f79a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2552128070_bdfd75f79a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though I'm no baseball fan, I was happy for Mel that his team came back at the end for an exciting 3-2 win over their biggest rivals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3147/2551304733_0b10cb0a32.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3147/2551304733_0b10cb0a32.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We even attended on "hat day" and thanks to the early morning showers, everyone in my group left with the free hat too boot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3266/2552124162_6995237983.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 267px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3266/2552124162_6995237983.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/missbanana/sets/72157605434242712/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the full set of photos from our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8862879396870839419?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8862879396870839419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8862879396870839419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8862879396870839419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8862879396870839419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/adopt-neighborhood-corona-flushing.html' title='Adopt A Neighborhood - Flushing Meadows Corona Park'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8007061448572050683</id><published>2008-06-05T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:34:26.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex and the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 30th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight the girls and I joined the masses of other women across the country for a group Sex and the City date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3029/2552102072_9700c0cae3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3029/2552102072_9700c0cae3.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a group, we're more beer than cosmo and Banana over Vuitton, but we're all fans of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3026/2551278473_e1869cd4ed.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3026/2551278473_e1869cd4ed.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The movie was cheesy yet satisfying.  Our only real complaint was the theater's total lack of crowd organization and air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/2552102484_2839150f23.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/2552102484_2839150f23.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8007061448572050683?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8007061448572050683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8007061448572050683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8007061448572050683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8007061448572050683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/may-30th-tonight-girls-and-i-joined.html' title='Sex and the City'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8329214050910002107</id><published>2008-06-05T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T09:17:41.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Outdoor Type</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 29th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that my hungover-exhausted-brain-coma did not produce any photos today.  But I did get this e-card from PJ that reminded him of me and our old bumper stickers that said "&lt;a href="http://songza.com/z/e9oo77"&gt;I Lied About Being The Outdoor Type&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SEgQKCUnu8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/NJg0lRTVTy4/s1600-h/fli_164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SEgQKCUnu8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/NJg0lRTVTy4/s400/fli_164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208430733662075842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8329214050910002107?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8329214050910002107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8329214050910002107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8329214050910002107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8329214050910002107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/may-29th-it-appears-that-my-hangover.html' title='The Outdoor Type'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SEgQKCUnu8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/NJg0lRTVTy4/s72-c/fli_164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-2237847237937246593</id><published>2008-06-05T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:43:34.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 183rd Annual Exhibition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 28th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight was the big opening reception for our latest exhibit.  I love how twenty minutes before this photo was taken I was moping a floor on my hands and knees in dirty jeans covered in grime.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2552181976_94e75b14d2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 188px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2552181976_94e75b14d2_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally managed to get all the cute boys from Southern Trucking to come inside and see what happens to all the art they drop off at our doorstep! I think free martinis didn't hurt on the motivation front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3053/2552182520_77a0b170d4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 229px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3053/2552182520_77a0b170d4.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was very happy too see Jeanne Claude and Christo (artists of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Gates"&gt;The Gates&lt;/a&gt; for you non-art people) make an appearance at our little museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3149/2551359031_4e33baa839.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3149/2551359031_4e33baa839.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-2237847237937246593?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2237847237937246593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=2237847237937246593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2237847237937246593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2237847237937246593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/183rd-annual-exhibition.html' title='The 183rd Annual Exhibition'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2552181976_94e75b14d2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-3469568730180802728</id><published>2008-06-05T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:44:21.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 27th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the photos on my camera today were heart breaking shots of a damaged sculpture at work.  So instead, I'm going to share a photo of a wonderful new addition, Kaitlyn Anne.  She was a little too eager to greet the world and came a little early, but she's a healthy sleepy little peanut! Congrats Jen and Jon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SEgDdSUnu7I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Pb80CoiZWPA/s1600-h/kaitlyn+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 193px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SEgDdSUnu7I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Pb80CoiZWPA/s400/kaitlyn+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208416770723396530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-3469568730180802728?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3469568730180802728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=3469568730180802728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3469568730180802728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3469568730180802728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/peanut.html' title='Peanut'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SEgDdSUnu7I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Pb80CoiZWPA/s72-c/kaitlyn+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5426967862808165223</id><published>2008-06-04T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:22:15.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staycation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 26th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Memorial Day and Prospect Park was totally packed!  The weather was perfect and it seemed no one left the city for the holiday.  I'm still crossing my fingers for the annual New York City exodus (despite gas being almost $5 a gallon), as I relish my uncrowded subway rides to work in July and August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2353/2527021870_9664acae1b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2353/2527021870_9664acae1b.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I walked the entire length of the park and all green spaces were occupied with sun bathers, families, and kites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/2526203743_457d0c02df.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 229px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/2526203743_457d0c02df.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After some wine in my usual spot with Beth and Ralph, I met up with &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday.html"&gt;Kwaku&lt;/a&gt; and friends for a little picnic.  I met this little adorable love muffin, Peter.  If only life were as easy and breezy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2165/2527029482_24e2d821db.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2165/2527029482_24e2d821db.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was also a really interesting/ bizarre Brazillian &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capoeira"&gt;capoeria&lt;/a&gt; circle happening near us.  This group had me baffled and amazed. I can't even imagine doing something like this in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2105/2526210449_5017d8f785.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2105/2526210449_5017d8f785.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5426967862808165223?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5426967862808165223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5426967862808165223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5426967862808165223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5426967862808165223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/staycation.html' title='Staycation'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8928281203886577991</id><published>2008-06-04T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:23:01.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad Loves The Brooklyn Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 25th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dad's weekend visit involved no less than three separate visits to the Brooklyn Bridge.  Like me, he became obsessed with capturing the best photo possible.  Part of the original plan for the weekend involved a historic walking tour of the bridge.  By the time the Sunday schedule train got us to the Manhattan side and we met up with Bonnie and Rob, we had missed most of the tour. So for the second time in less than 12 hours, we just walked across the bridge towards home.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2239/2526187895_bab598918e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2239/2526187895_bab598918e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not that we minded so much. It was a beautiful spring day.  And...I got massive sunburn in less than an hour!  Typical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3295/2526189593_87b62b393a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3295/2526189593_87b62b393a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8928281203886577991?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8928281203886577991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8928281203886577991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8928281203886577991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8928281203886577991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/dad-loves-brooklyn-bridge.html' title='Dad Loves The Brooklyn Bridge'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-746175167168832569</id><published>2008-06-03T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:24:11.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adopt A Neighborhood - Astoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 24th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For a long time people have been bugging me to run an AAN to Astoria.  I suspect it's because they wanted an excuse to sit in the beer hall, but I did manage to squeeze a  bit of culture into my troops along the way.  Our first stop was the &lt;a href="http://www.noguchi.org/"&gt;Noguchi Museum&lt;/a&gt;.  This institution is dedicated to the life and sculpture of Isamu Noguchi and it is well worse the trip off the beaten path.  I was happy because the tour we received was really exellent and the art was "man friendly" for dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3075/2526040513_1f468d73f9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 323px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3075/2526040513_1f468d73f9.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This is not one of Noguchi's sculptures but something we saw in the hood that looks like a deranged Shrek. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3059/2526884168_a2cac8b5d5.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 367px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3059/2526884168_a2cac8b5d5.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our second stop was a brief walk through &lt;a href="http://www.socratessculpturepark.org/"&gt;Socrates Sculpture Park&lt;/a&gt;.  This landfill come community sculpture garden was hosting lessons on how to turn plastic bags into kites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2304/2526061671_cdebaf0a00.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2304/2526061671_cdebaf0a00.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The third and most popular destination on the tour was an afternoon hang out at the &lt;a href="http://www.bohemianhall.com/home.htm"&gt;Bohemian Beer Hall&lt;/a&gt;. Primary goal - get Dad tipsy and people watch! As predicted, Martin and dad got along famously.  They bonded over Martin's immature attempt to take a photo up a lady's skirt. (Good thing mom doesn't read this blog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2263/2526892090_ed6f2af873.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 351px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2263/2526892090_ed6f2af873.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Secondary goal - eat sausage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/2526094583_5dc25dc4ec.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 212px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/2526094583_5dc25dc4ec.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were pleasantly surprised to see there was a Czech and Slovak festival all day complete with dancing, old man umpah band, and musical hats (similar to musical chairs). My favorite part about all these explorations is bumping into all the unexpected local happenings such as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3029/2526906154_850954519d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 246px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3029/2526906154_850954519d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And big big big thanks to Kevin and Nicole who got inside the garden early enough to secure us a table and fight off the chair poachers! They even taught us all how to play some game called Mexican Train with dominoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3183/2526099469_dcc62d938d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 201px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3183/2526099469_dcc62d938d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After many beers, we strolled down to Astoria Park for the sunset.  I got some nice photos of the Triborough Bridge and upper Manhattan skyline.  You can see the full set of photos &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/missbanana/sets/72157605288941475/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2221/2526105135_0ecd664325.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 301px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2221/2526105135_0ecd664325.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3231/2526143529_f5e1136a30.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3231/2526143529_f5e1136a30.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2112/2526119413_298601d22d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2112/2526119413_298601d22d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2419/2526131279_4b32e5611e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2419/2526131279_4b32e5611e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We strolled through the nicer section of Astoria on our way to a fabulous Greek dinner and the best bottle of pino I've ever had at &lt;a href="http://www.mezzomezzony.com/"&gt;Mezzo Mezzo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2116/2526152977_804e692598.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 356px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2116/2526152977_804e692598.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2201/2526969648_33d68071a5.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 255px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2201/2526969648_33d68071a5.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Funny how all the culture, good food, and scenery were forgotten at the end of the night in some good old fashioned drunk silliness. Dad agreed that if I was ever in jail, it would probably be Martin's fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2176/2526981900_a5e116bd97.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 206px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2176/2526981900_a5e116bd97.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-746175167168832569?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/746175167168832569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=746175167168832569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/746175167168832569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/746175167168832569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/adopt-neighborhood-astoria.html' title='Adopt A Neighborhood - Astoria'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5730503640595926200</id><published>2008-06-02T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T06:17:15.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Birthday Weekend Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 23rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend my dad came up to celebrate his birthday (which is actually in December).  It's part of a tradition I started a few years back with my parents that they each come to New York for a solo visit and do whatever they desire.  This year, Dad and I both agreed to return for a Friday night sunset dinner (this time with a camera) to one of my all time favorite restaurants in Brooklyn, &lt;a href="http://www.almarestaurant.com/"&gt;Alma&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2231/2526739514_26e475b6bc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 380px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2231/2526739514_26e475b6bc.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have a year round roof deck offering panoramic views of downtown Manhattan and Govenors Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3011/2526750212_d6b6f9f5f5.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3011/2526750212_d6b6f9f5f5.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, the food is out of this world delicious.  Must haves are the guacamole and ceviche.   After this visit I'm now totally in love with blood orange margaritas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2083/2526748412_cf82c7bbd9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2083/2526748412_cf82c7bbd9.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's important to note that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree in terms of photo taking obsession.  (We have albums and albums of family vacations that consist of nothing but sunsets and buildings.)  Needless to say, I found a very willing partner to walk from the restaurant down to the Brooklyn Bridge doing nothing but taking photos in the perfect light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2389/2526764132_a19d3f4a70.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 486px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2389/2526764132_a19d3f4a70.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2395/2525946717_661c7b5762.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2395/2525946717_661c7b5762.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2023/2525986915_717a0467dd.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2023/2525986915_717a0467dd.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2208/2526789266_fa8b66552f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2208/2526789266_fa8b66552f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend also marks the 125th Anniversary of the Brooklyn Bridge, and there was an entire weekend of festivities including a drive in style movie,  fireworks, and  night time lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2385/2526816600_dac1a6e314.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2385/2526816600_dac1a6e314.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish they would keep this display up year round because the bridge looked fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2370/2526004281_43fb194966.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2370/2526004281_43fb194966.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5730503640595926200?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5730503640595926200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5730503640595926200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5730503640595926200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5730503640595926200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/dads-birthday-weekend-begins.html' title='Dad&apos;s Birthday Weekend Begins'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4959697365661470025</id><published>2008-06-02T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:24:57.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Only Make Me Stronger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 22nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today in the middle of installation hell we paused for a hot minute to celebrate my co-worker Dave's birthday! I made my &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-kickball-cowboy.html"&gt;carrot cake&lt;/a&gt; (partially for me since I'm really selfish) and we released some stress with delicious prosecco. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2398/2527078193_e721109776.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 253px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2398/2527078193_e721109776.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In addition to some cupcakes, my co-worker got Dave these silly glasses.  He loves Hot 97 and rap music in general, so these are appropriate because they are shown in the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3jzSh_MLNcY"&gt;Kanye West Stronger &lt;/a&gt;video.  I'm personally hoping they give him the power to overcome his fear of the basement at the museum because as Kanye says " N-now th-th-that that don’t kill me&lt;br /&gt;can only make me stronger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2289/2527079869_f49bc6c06e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 280px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2289/2527079869_f49bc6c06e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was also SO happy to see that my other co-worker James had, after 5 long years and much harassment, finally purchased some new shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2313/2527899064_ca81503145.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 390px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2313/2527899064_ca81503145.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4959697365661470025?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4959697365661470025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4959697365661470025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4959697365661470025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4959697365661470025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/06/can-only-make-me-stronger.html' title='Can Only Make Me Stronger'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4756056790937849682</id><published>2008-05-29T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:24:41.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 21st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight I went to visit my friend and neighbor &lt;a href="http://www.debcentral.com/education/index.html"&gt;Deb&lt;/a&gt;.  We ate pizza, consumed the better portion of two bottles of red wine, made fun of people we used to work with, and I showed her how to use her new Cannon SD 1100 (which is almost exactly like mine).  In exchange for the breif photo lesson and some tips on where to go in her upcoming trip to Paris, she let me create an Avatar for her new Wii system. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3026/2527895498_16525eb658.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 387px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3026/2527895498_16525eb658.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm incredibly excited to have a friend around the corner with one of these loony systems.  I've never been one for video games, but this spring I've become something of a Wii addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3056/2527077299_e604b4144e.jpg?v=1211911285"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 362px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3056/2527077299_e604b4144e.jpg?v=1211911285" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Deb and Miss Banana hanging out in avatar land.  Even if she and I never play an actual game, I think we will find hours of enjoyment creating avatars of several cantankerous nasty ugly former co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4756056790937849682?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4756056790937849682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4756056790937849682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4756056790937849682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4756056790937849682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html' title='Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6423195234066577141</id><published>2008-05-29T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:24:26.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Memorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 20th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I walk past this 9-11 memorial every day.  For some reason, it never struck me to capture it until now.  When I pass sometimes I feel immense sadness and other times pride in my country.  But either way, I always wonder who created and maintains this tree.  I'd like to meet them and hear their story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2234/2527072701_1909dabb2c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2234/2527072701_1909dabb2c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6423195234066577141?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6423195234066577141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6423195234066577141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6423195234066577141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6423195234066577141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/local-memorial.html' title='Local Memorial'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-2465243436574250454</id><published>2008-05-29T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:24:10.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Life Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 19th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This room (and the work it represents in my near future) is why I'm so dang cranky lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2147/2495940852_83a0b6233c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 195px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2147/2495940852_83a0b6233c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-2465243436574250454?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2465243436574250454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=2465243436574250454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2465243436574250454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2465243436574250454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-19th-i-didnt-take-this-photo-today.html' title='No Life Lately'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8110790090589781076</id><published>2008-05-27T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:23:56.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pig On Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 18th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking my own lack of photo as an opportunity to post the most recent shots of &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/08/august-8th-redo.html"&gt;The Piglet&lt;/a&gt;.  I can't believe how big she's gotten over the course of this blog! It's a reminder that I'm creeping ever closer to the dreaded 31 and the conclusion of this project.  I'm still not sure in what capacity I'll carry on blogging next year, but rest assured (all 10 of you), I plan on sticking around the interwebs indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzOniUnu5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/axgdhK5jAo0/s1600-h/Nick+Nolte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzOniUnu5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/axgdhK5jAo0/s400/Nick+Nolte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205262447956966290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her very own mother labeled the above photo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nick Nolte's Mug Shot&lt;/span&gt;!  Hilarious!   (Note the pig t-shirt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzOoCUnu6I/AAAAAAAAAdA/Kd8X2KENiZQ/s1600-h/Cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzOoCUnu6I/AAAAAAAAAdA/Kd8X2KENiZQ/s400/Cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205262456546900898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since posting the photos of her naked tushy and playtime bath photos didn't seem quite right (they were totally adorable), I chose to add this one where Juliana is having a slightly better hair day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8110790090589781076?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8110790090589781076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8110790090589781076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8110790090589781076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8110790090589781076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/pig-on-parade.html' title='Pig On Parade'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzOniUnu5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/axgdhK5jAo0/s72-c/Nick+Nolte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8218177464539000595</id><published>2008-05-27T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:23:44.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Dress and Ham</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I was pretty much laid out with a cold and general exhaustion from installation hell at work. Since photos of my fat arse on the couch are not interesting, I thought you all would enjoy this photo of the Bacon Scented Tuxedo.  "Each Tuxedo is tailored from chemically treated latex print fabric in one of four different sizes. Best of all, it smells just like bacon sizzling in the pan."  Think this is too good to be true?  Order yours &lt;a href="http://www.mcphee.com/resources/april/items/bacontux.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzLyCUnu4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/k-YWwjKxzRc/s1600-h/baconsuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzLyCUnu4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/k-YWwjKxzRc/s400/baconsuit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205259329810709378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8218177464539000595?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8218177464539000595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8218177464539000595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8218177464539000595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8218177464539000595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/red-dress-and-ham.html' title='Red Dress and Ham'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzLyCUnu4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/k-YWwjKxzRc/s72-c/baconsuit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5173456705200460005</id><published>2008-05-27T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:23:32.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banchan III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 16th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight Filner and I went out for Korean BBQ, &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/01/banchan-ii.html"&gt;as is tradition&lt;/a&gt; when he's in town. I wasn't too happy to when he decided to stretch out my specks with his giant noggin.  But... I still love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzJMiUnu3I/AAAAAAAAAco/clxTqm5INKU/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzJMiUnu3I/AAAAAAAAAco/clxTqm5INKU/s400/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205256486542359410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5173456705200460005?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5173456705200460005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5173456705200460005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5173456705200460005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5173456705200460005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/banchan-iii.html' title='Banchan III'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzJMiUnu3I/AAAAAAAAAco/clxTqm5INKU/s72-c/Picture+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-1936481497649193919</id><published>2008-05-27T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:23:21.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a nutty day with a movie shoot (&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1135503/"&gt;Julie and Julia&lt;/a&gt;) taking place in the museum.  In exciting news, I got to see Meryl Streep shooting and meet &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm943363584/nm0001804"&gt;Stanley Tucci&lt;/a&gt;, who is incredibly handsome in person. The crew was really careful and respectful with our building but they took over everything including the sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2345/2527043006_ba89829b21.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 420px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2345/2527043006_ba89829b21.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To relax after my taxing day, I stopped by the summer kickball league for way too many beverages with the kids from the fall.  I should have known seeing those nutters would translate into a late night ride home as the only patron of the G train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzD5iUnu2I/AAAAAAAAAcg/efCwM7UeMpc/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzD5iUnu2I/AAAAAAAAAcg/efCwM7UeMpc/s400/Picture+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205250662566706018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-1936481497649193919?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1936481497649193919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=1936481497649193919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1936481497649193919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1936481497649193919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-16th-today-was-nutty-day-with-movie.html' title='Movie Madness'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDzD5iUnu2I/AAAAAAAAAcg/efCwM7UeMpc/s72-c/Picture+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-7182963942544370740</id><published>2008-05-27T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:50:05.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Jesus Famous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 14th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I pointed out that this sign read "Making Jesus Famous", Martin made the good point that he was pretty sure he already was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2108/2495118653_db09bcbed2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 474px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2108/2495118653_db09bcbed2.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This photo is for my girls Mary and Bonnie... who put the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/03/hamilton-and-bbq.html"&gt;BAM&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2222/2495942762_9e9b0db12f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2222/2495942762_9e9b0db12f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3043/2526219201_0e046e4df4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-7182963942544370740?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7182963942544370740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=7182963942544370740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/7182963942544370740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/7182963942544370740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/making-jesus-famous.html' title='Making Jesus Famous'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4544098942050355158</id><published>2008-05-20T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T09:37:50.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Incident Of The Flying Rat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 13th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I talk a lot on this blog about how much I love living in New York City.  But today I'm going to tell you a little story about how living here can sometimes be totally disgusting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDOgsToR5JI/AAAAAAAAAcY/a-xhM5hbB3A/s1600-h/flying+rat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDOgsToR5JI/AAAAAAAAAcY/a-xhM5hbB3A/s400/flying+rat.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202678677586961554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is my fabulous MS Paint rendering of "The Incident Of The Flying Rat". )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture this...a crowded rush hour platform one car length from the end of the train.  Screaming comes from 20- 30 people deep.  In my post work haze I blow it off as stupid teenage fighting and resume reading my nerdy book.  Three seconds later, more screaming and scuffling as everyone stares at their feet.  I now KNOW what is coming down that platform...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A giant nasty &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/134/329338775_b3456c2e93.jpg?v=0"&gt;NYC subway rat&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see it fly past about a foot from my open toe sandals.  I turn to watch it run away and breath a sigh of relief that I escaped unscathed. But then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten feet down the platform the rat encounters a really angry man in a brown business suit who then proceeds &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;TO PUNT THE RAT AT MY FACE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(This the part where you gasp and freak out. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duck back and with less than a fraction of an inch to spare, the flying rat collides with the purse of the woman standing next to me! I proceed to run screaming and pushing up the stairs towards safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add insult to injury, some nasty lady yells at me to "save it for the terrorists" and "not push into her over a mouse".  For the first time since moving to the Big Rat Apple, I spoke back to someone.  I told that bitch straightaway, "Fuck off.  You'd run too if a rat came flying at YOUR face!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, if you didn't have a rat fly at your head on your commute home this week, feel better about wherever you choose to live, as this is certainly a grass is greener scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dedicate this post to my good  friend Kristen, who hates rats more than anyone I know, and was the first person I called when I got off the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4544098942050355158?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4544098942050355158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4544098942050355158' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4544098942050355158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4544098942050355158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/incident-of-flying-rat.html' title='The Incident Of The Flying Rat'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDOgsToR5JI/AAAAAAAAAcY/a-xhM5hbB3A/s72-c/flying+rat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-1516708874384598793</id><published>2008-05-20T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:09:43.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 12th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Coming Wednesday" the new holiday in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDOgPzoR5II/AAAAAAAAAcQ/rD_J1z6R2DM/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDOgPzoR5II/AAAAAAAAAcQ/rD_J1z6R2DM/s400/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202678187960689794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-1516708874384598793?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1516708874384598793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=1516708874384598793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1516708874384598793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1516708874384598793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/coming-wednesday.html' title='Coming Wednesday'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SDOgPzoR5II/AAAAAAAAAcQ/rD_J1z6R2DM/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-763082324321770035</id><published>2008-05-17T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:25:59.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day At The Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 11th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've lived around the corner from the Prospect Park Zoo for just over four years and had never set foot inside, even though for me it's free! With the nice spring weather guaranteeing animals out and about in abundance, I finally made a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3040/2496936513_18c8d56447.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 250px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3040/2496936513_18c8d56447.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2117/2496932907_0fcc407a83.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 273px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2117/2496932907_0fcc407a83.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first stop was the prairie dog burrows on the Discovery Trail. There were tons of these little varmints running amok... including a bubble girl in a green scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2115/2496940573_97a09dbd51.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 349px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2115/2496940573_97a09dbd51.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture I took for my old roommate Jacquelyn and her love for lemurs and their "dance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3250/2496939521_4e4172f141.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 245px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3250/2496939521_4e4172f141.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like the penguins at the Central Park Zoo, they have feeding times for the sea lions and they are popular with the families and Bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2168/2495935434_22e032fe6e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2168/2495935434_22e032fe6e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were really fond of getting up close and personal with the baboons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3019/2495932146_35c4519712.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 295px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3019/2495932146_35c4519712.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The reason I was compelled to finally visit was the recent addition of these Russian &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pallas%27s_Cat"&gt;pallas cats&lt;/a&gt;.  They are about the size of a house cat and are super fluffy and fat.  I sat around waiting for them both to make an appearance but one was rather shy.  You can click&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trR04GBpl9E"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;and see what compelled me to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3243/2495113881_c22cda6bc2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 201px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3243/2495113881_c22cda6bc2.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just outside the zoo are some gorgeous nature walks.  I never knew there was a beautiful (albeit man made) waterfall in my back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2061/2495116371_7523f6115b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 456px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2061/2495116371_7523f6115b.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-763082324321770035?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/763082324321770035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=763082324321770035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/763082324321770035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/763082324321770035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-at-zoo.html' title='A Day At The Zoo'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6972456729131560759</id><published>2008-05-16T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:26:42.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twinkle Twinkle II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, a good night shot including the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2497758690_70354b0c94.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2497758690_70354b0c94.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6972456729131560759?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6972456729131560759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6972456729131560759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6972456729131560759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6972456729131560759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/twinkle-twinkle-ii.html' title='Twinkle Twinkle II'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4211726899576012436</id><published>2008-05-16T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T15:03:17.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 9th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lori and I are SO hot in this photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3248/2496929721_3eea2569db.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3248/2496929721_3eea2569db.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4211726899576012436?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4211726899576012436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4211726899576012436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4211726899576012436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4211726899576012436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8143266649242106365</id><published>2008-05-16T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:40:05.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Popular Photos From The Miss Banana Archives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 8th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an old silly photo from grad school when PJ (who's going to kill me for putting this on the interwebs) and Emily and I were on a "field trip" and playing in a photo booth at the Andy Warhol Museum in Pittsburgh. We were so young an innocent.  I love how PJ makes me look ever whiter than I am already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2040/2381268107_b885c0b422.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 280px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2040/2381268107_b885c0b422.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8143266649242106365?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8143266649242106365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8143266649242106365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8143266649242106365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8143266649242106365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/popular-photos-from-miss-banana.html' title='Popular Photos From The Miss Banana Archives'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4163098182233620021</id><published>2008-05-16T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T06:12:18.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake Shack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 7th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had my very first burger from the famous &lt;a href="http://www.shakeshack.com/"&gt;Shake Shack&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="https://www.madisonsquarepark.org/about/default.aspx"&gt;Madison Square Park&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3133/2497752832_a401d80e5c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 418px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3133/2497752832_a401d80e5c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've read about this place a million times on Gothamist and in the ubiquitous burger round up articles in Time Out etc.  I have to say, it was pretty damn good but it's still no In and Out.  The shake, because it's made from custard, was a little bizarre, but tasty nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2497749220_e34a784f48.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 329px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2497749220_e34a784f48.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think The Shake Shack is popular because the park itself is lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2207/2496921023_e1a209d1cb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2207/2496921023_e1a209d1cb.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2231/2497756330_8b9f14119d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 357px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2231/2497756330_8b9f14119d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's also one of those vibrant areas of the city that's jammed packed with history and the monuments that salute it's past.  It has existed as an urban public space since 1686 and was formally opened as a public park in 1847.  Named for James Madison, fourth President of the United States, it has nothing to do with Madison Square Garden, which used was located on the north end of the park until it moved to it's present location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2013/2496926631_5e8c617c7c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 477px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2013/2496926631_5e8c617c7c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2194/2497747386_2376e15948.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 460px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2194/2497747386_2376e15948.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4163098182233620021?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4163098182233620021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4163098182233620021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4163098182233620021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4163098182233620021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-7th-today-i-had-my-very-first.html' title='Shake Shack'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-2862842407003948505</id><published>2008-05-12T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T06:13:51.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop And Smell The Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 6th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks to a tip by my co-worker Kate and an invitation from Chris, I spent a few hours in the &lt;a href="http://www.centralparknyc.org/site/PageServer?pagename=virtualpark_northend_conservatorygarden"&gt;Central Park Conservatory Garden&lt;/a&gt; after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3159/2473161920_e9c9be3de3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 386px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3159/2473161920_e9c9be3de3.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Absolutely everything was &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/missbanana/sets/72157604938954989/"&gt;in full perfect bloom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/2472343143_3c3e450aaa.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/2472343143_3c3e450aaa.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2089/2472346587_5cbeae7420.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2089/2472346587_5cbeae7420.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We couldn't have asked for nicer weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2013/2472352167_15ba73b14e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 408px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2013/2472352167_15ba73b14e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2398/2473179512_d63b694264.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 354px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2398/2473179512_d63b694264.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2366/2472358383_3eb86a0fe8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 465px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2366/2472358383_3eb86a0fe8.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/2473584428_8151f35f66.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/2473584428_8151f35f66.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lilacs were smelling wonderful and it made me really miss my Gram Martin. She always used to cut me a big bunch for my bedroom from her bush off the back deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2266/2472765431_26d50a247c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 162px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2266/2472765431_26d50a247c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This terrible mangy nasty city raccoon was out raiding the garden garbage cans in broad daylight and THAT made me miss my Pop Martin and his stash of rocks for pelting other nasty garden critters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3142/2473156024_1ee3f9ec82.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 258px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3142/2473156024_1ee3f9ec82.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"God Damn It."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-2862842407003948505?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2862842407003948505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=2862842407003948505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2862842407003948505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2862842407003948505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/stop-and-smell-flowers.html' title='Stop And Smell The Flowers'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-8931551895230609846</id><published>2008-05-11T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:19:37.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinco De Mayo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 5th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To honor our impromptu celebration from last year, my friends all got together to consume lots and lots of tequila.  Too bad it was a Monday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2472332143_b205b6c06f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 221px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2472332143_b205b6c06f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2173/2473154054_1da91eded7.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 281px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2173/2473154054_1da91eded7.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2097/2473153186_9b779005a5.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 246px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2097/2473153186_9b779005a5.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-8931551895230609846?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8931551895230609846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=8931551895230609846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8931551895230609846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/8931551895230609846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/cinco-de-mayo.html' title='Cinco De Mayo!'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-3295986681526871092</id><published>2008-05-11T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:34:20.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sundays Are Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lazy Sundays in the park are back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3220/2472328027_887db7c9ee.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3220/2472328027_887db7c9ee.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2275/2473148284_86077a65b0.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 445px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2275/2473148284_86077a65b0.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2102/2472328971_899f2c7880.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 318px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2102/2472328971_899f2c7880.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These people are my new heroes.  They brought a fooseball table to the park for their lazy Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/2472324091_1fcb549ec3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/2472324091_1fcb549ec3.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-3295986681526871092?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3295986681526871092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=3295986681526871092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3295986681526871092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3295986681526871092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-4th-lazy-sundays-in-park-are-back.html' title='Lazy Sundays Are Back'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-9052154296185406087</id><published>2008-05-10T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T14:24:03.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greenwood Cemetery In Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 3rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I attended a birthday party of a friend of a friend at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Green-Wood_Cemetery"&gt;Greenwood Cemetery&lt;/a&gt;. Now, celebrating in a place of death might seem really offensive or odd, but it was actually quite respectful and appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/2473144782_e875bd8cd4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 310px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/2473144782_e875bd8cd4.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the birthday girl and we all celebrated with wine and cake (complete with skull icing) near the tomb of the man who invented carbonated soda water, &lt;a href="http://www.americanheritage.com/articles/magazine/ah/1962/5/1962_5_10.shtml"&gt;Joseph Matthews&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3293/2473089634_7aac7e982d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 242px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3293/2473089634_7aac7e982d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His tomb was adorned with all sorts of dramatic gargoyles and frolicking animals.  He is only one of several men and women of notoriety buried in the cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/2472257361_2280608df9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 482px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/2472257361_2280608df9.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were given a guided tour and taken into this gorgeous chapel, designed by the same company that did Grand Central Terminal.  It is still used today for funeral services, concerts and even the occasional wedding. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2391/2472244053_bc338e85cc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2391/2472244053_bc338e85cc.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3167/2472228939_6960926a82.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 299px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3167/2472228939_6960926a82.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the weekend of the cherry blossom festival at the Brooklyn Botanic Gardens, but I feel that I got the most peaceful view of the trees in the borough.  Like &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/11/adopt-neighborhood-greenwood-cemetery.html"&gt;my last visit&lt;/a&gt;, I found this to be a wonderful green open space that wasn't packed with people...at least ones that were alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3238/2473064946_83f7953507.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 206px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3238/2473064946_83f7953507.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I enjoyed rambling on our own before, it was really incredible to have a guide take us to some of the more interesting grave sites and tell stories of the families and history of New York City.  However, our guide was stumped about why this particular grave had a headless statue and a cross bearing a dollar sign at its crux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2119/2472255913_3e8b83d056.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 307px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2119/2472255913_3e8b83d056.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here loving children planted a tree near their parents and a hundred years later, they live inside its core.  Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3124/2472292397_dda94b3461.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 434px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3124/2472292397_dda94b3461.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Note to anyone that might read this at my death - please plant me near a rad tree.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2251/2472283433_b388e10569.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 389px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2251/2472283433_b388e10569.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The saddest story was of a 17 year old girl who died on the night of her birthday.  Her father accompanied her friend to the door and when a clap of thunder spooked the horses, she was thrown from their carriage.  In a twist of irony, she had spent the entire year designing a tomb meant for her maternal aunt that then became her very own final resting place.  In a real life Romeo and Juliet moment, her betrothed killed himself upon hearing news of her demise.  He is buried as far away as one who was not allowed to be buried in consecrated ground could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2323/2472280631_c30c5076cf.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 398px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2323/2472280631_c30c5076cf.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The saddest part, in my opinion, is that acid rain is melting all the intricate carving and embellishments her tomb (and many others).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2184/2473141398_47f5fd8896.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 382px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2184/2473141398_47f5fd8896.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tour ended with the spectacular view from battle hill.  The benefit of a tour guide  - learning that something I've seen before (statue of Minerva dedicated to the American Revolution) was actually placed here and the woods obscuring her view removed, so she could salute Lady Liberty in perpetuity.  You can read the full quote on the base of her monument and see lots of other pretty photos I took &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/missbanana/sets/72157604934825456/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-9052154296185406087?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9052154296185406087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=9052154296185406087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/9052154296185406087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/9052154296185406087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/greenwood-in-cemetery-in-spring.html' title='Greenwood Cemetery In Spring'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5044495455012793472</id><published>2008-05-10T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T10:28:41.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rick Roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photo today, but I wanted to share this hilarious chart.  If you don't get it, click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yu_moia-oVI"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCXa0z--bzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/EiemMbbhFqs/s1600-h/Rickbig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCXa0z--bzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/EiemMbbhFqs/s400/Rickbig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198801945711505202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5044495455012793472?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5044495455012793472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5044495455012793472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5044495455012793472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5044495455012793472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/rick-roll.html' title='Rick Roll'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCXa0z--bzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/EiemMbbhFqs/s72-c/Rickbig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5112389997904153618</id><published>2008-05-08T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:34:04.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello May</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand why there are so many &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/08/twilight-zone.html"&gt;bizarre animal trapping cars&lt;/a&gt; in my neighborhood.  While this photo is not from today, it needed to be shared with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCO5CKVHyGI/AAAAAAAAAbw/9X8-5Wm9Wwg/s1600-h/IMG_6608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCO5CKVHyGI/AAAAAAAAAbw/9X8-5Wm9Wwg/s400/IMG_6608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198201841699506274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course they don't beat up old ladies because they are too busy shooting innocent animals. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCO5DKVHyII/AAAAAAAAAcA/DoZ0nwnJ7l4/s1600-h/IMG_6611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCO5DKVHyII/AAAAAAAAAcA/DoZ0nwnJ7l4/s400/IMG_6611.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198201858879375490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5112389997904153618?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5112389997904153618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5112389997904153618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5112389997904153618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5112389997904153618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-may.html' title='Hello May'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCO5CKVHyGI/AAAAAAAAAbw/9X8-5Wm9Wwg/s72-c/IMG_6608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-2843114142784967596</id><published>2008-05-08T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:25:32.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yanks In Sping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 30th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight I joined my Yank crazed friends for an evening of beers and people watching.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCOzJaVHyDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Ri_nPIAM4oY/s1600-h/IMG_6588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 197px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCOzJaVHyDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Ri_nPIAM4oY/s400/IMG_6588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198195369183791154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's me with  my favorite Peruvian and Lori. I was happy it was chilly enough to wear a scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCOzJ6VHyEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/eC1DQlatSTQ/s1600-h/IMG_6599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 285px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCOzJ6VHyEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/eC1DQlatSTQ/s400/IMG_6599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198195377773725762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For a sold out season, there sure were a lot of empty seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCOzKaVHyFI/AAAAAAAAAbo/KdwvqZmsW4U/s1600-h/IMG_6605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 220px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCOzKaVHyFI/AAAAAAAAAbo/KdwvqZmsW4U/s400/IMG_6605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198195386363660370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-2843114142784967596?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2843114142784967596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=2843114142784967596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2843114142784967596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2843114142784967596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/yanks-in-sping.html' title='Yanks In Sping'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SCOzJaVHyDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Ri_nPIAM4oY/s72-c/IMG_6588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-779015311052268237</id><published>2008-05-02T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T14:25:27.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creppy In the Hood II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 29th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Cafe Steinhoff is sporting &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/08/creepy-in-hood.html"&gt;another creppy window display&lt;/a&gt;.  I actually think this one is eerie and spooky in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2127/2456584791_9cfc2807e8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 399px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2127/2456584791_9cfc2807e8.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite part of the installation is this Marilyn Monroe skeleton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2139/2457436430_3ec95d20f2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 360px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2139/2457436430_3ec95d20f2.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2139/2457436430_2581013b7c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-779015311052268237?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/779015311052268237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=779015311052268237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/779015311052268237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/779015311052268237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/creppy-in-hood-ii.html' title='Creppy In the Hood II'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-6984766224534800748</id><published>2008-05-02T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:28:15.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgusting Ad Campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 28th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is a movement in New York to advertise on the subway in a fashion that reminds the rider they are a captive audience.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;These campaigns usually employ every available ad space throughout the car and are sometimes meant to be read in order.  Conttonelle bathroom tissue has taken over several F trains and with the aid of their&lt;a href="http://www.cottonelle.com/playtime.aspx"&gt; puppy&lt;/a&gt;, taught me about our need to "be kind to your behind".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SBs2zQBv3qI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/6w9p4-1Mht4/s1600-h/IMG_6569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SBs2zQBv3qI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/6w9p4-1Mht4/s400/IMG_6569.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195806849205526178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, this particular slogan took things WAY too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-6984766224534800748?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6984766224534800748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=6984766224534800748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6984766224534800748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/6984766224534800748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/disgusting-ad-campaign.html' title='Disgusting Ad Campaign'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SBs2zQBv3qI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/6w9p4-1Mht4/s72-c/IMG_6569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4766662440326836903</id><published>2008-05-02T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T08:00:52.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FEAST  Compost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 27th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we held &lt;a href="http://feastbklyn.blogspot.com/"&gt;FEAST&lt;/a&gt; Compost.  The idea was to use things you would normally throw out to create a dish.  This was quite a challenge but we got some tips from the host to use things like orange peel, pumpkin seeds, coffee grounds, beet greens, or chicken livers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2173/2456576977_8f8670da3e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 190px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2173/2456576977_8f8670da3e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't remember all the entries exactly, but the first course included goat cheese tartlet with delicious veggie relish, a dandelion and beet greens salad, ratatouille, and chicken liver pate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2008/2456578449_74aa3edd02.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 164px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2008/2456578449_74aa3edd02.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily got really creative and made a crab and corn custard inside egg shell cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2347/2456579991_4befc20f04.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 315px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2347/2456579991_4befc20f04.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stole her cup idea and made a garbage can drink inside an orange peel.  It was delicious and potent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2233/2457409796_b46e8c97e9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 257px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2233/2457409796_b46e8c97e9.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The highlight of the evening was &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/234819"&gt;coffee ground brownies&lt;/a&gt; with candied orange peel topping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3192/2456581541_c0f1c902eb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3192/2456581541_c0f1c902eb.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a few glasses of trash can, we decided this was the new FEAST mascot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4766662440326836903?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4766662440326836903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4766662440326836903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4766662440326836903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4766662440326836903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/feast-composting.html' title='FEAST  Compost'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4474647391012031249</id><published>2008-05-01T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:05:32.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Chinese Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 26th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Saturday Heather and I went shopping in Soho.  After a trip to Century 21, we walked up Broadway towards all the clothing shops.  On the way, we stopped in at junk shop extraordinare, &lt;a href="http://www.pearlriver.com/v2/index.html"&gt;Pearl River Mart&lt;/a&gt;. As is usually the case, we encountered some really bizarre shit in the basement.  The standout items were by far the toys and kitsch items strewn about the towel section like this rubber fetus key chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3069/2457394700_481444902d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 457px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3069/2457394700_481444902d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a little freaky toy exhibition we conjured up using a napkin backdrop.  Note the disgusting wind up toy rat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3286/2456568271_d5707f0a3f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3286/2456568271_d5707f0a3f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just around the corner we ran into good old Mao and his friend Red Velvet Skull.  We fell in love with the little Buddha figure but were disappointed to see they were out of the &lt;a href="http://www.pearlriver.com/v2/FramesCat.asp?iGroup=309"&gt;Peace&lt;/a&gt; variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2215/2457398380_322af85895.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2215/2457398380_322af85895.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Directly behind Mao was a frightening plastic wrapped head thing.  I have NO idea what you would do with something like this other than scare little children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/2456569105_0995486b14.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 337px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/2456569105_0995486b14.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the shelf below was also good old "Mother Rat" (just in case you were missing one from your figurine collection).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2260/2457399334_a2fc3d18a3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 253px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2260/2457399334_a2fc3d18a3.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But the pièce de résistance was this terrifying wind up bike doll with his dismembered arm.  Chucky's got nothing on the creep factor of this guy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2457401474_d94aeaa920.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 420px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/2457401474_d94aeaa920.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4474647391012031249?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4474647391012031249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4474647391012031249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4474647391012031249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4474647391012031249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/scary-chinese-toys.html' title='Scary Chinese Toys'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4267870024877507741</id><published>2008-05-01T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T06:51:46.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Manhattan Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 25th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my BFF, Heather, came into the city for a long overdue visit.  Her bus was delayed coming though the Lincoln tunnel leaving me plenty of time to hang around the Port Authority.  While the city may be cleaner and safer than it was ten years ago, there are certainly scumbags and shady characters aplenty near the bus depot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2167/2456560169_d81f9af6e8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 397px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2167/2456560169_d81f9af6e8.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later that night we decided to check out a new dance party at the National Museum of Natural History called &lt;a href="http://www.amnh.org/rose/specials/"&gt;One Step Beyond&lt;/a&gt;.  It's hosted in the Rose Center for Earth and Space and the venue really lends itself to something of this nature.  While the concept of a Friday evening spent drinking, dancing and people watching at a planetarium sounds amazing, we were less than enthused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2178/2457389226_5472b939b8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 245px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2178/2457389226_5472b939b8.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just slightly below a velvet rope event (yuck), the place was packed with people there to see and be seen.  While I'm in favor of people expressing themselves, this particular genre of New Yorker is not really my cup of tea.  In addition, the event logistics had annoying quirks like entering through the main gate, getting stamped and searched a thousand times, and trekking down the Galaxy Walk (or whatever its called) to get to the floor due to lack of directional sinage.  Once at the party, we encountered more lines to purchase drink tickets from a machine and at $6 a pop, our beer selection was limited to Amstel and Heineken in cans.  (Double yuck. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2035/2456564423_e60e6ecdca.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 233px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2035/2456564423_e60e6ecdca.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The worst part is, all of this would have been overlooked had the music been popping and people giving it up to the dance gods.  Instead we spent two hours listening to the same repetitive beats and electronic pulses.  I know this is an intellectual arty style music, but personally it drives me insane.  Without the use of serious recreational narcotics or lyrics to break the monotony, this "music" becomes loud annoying white noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our general sentiment of the DJs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2204/2457391908_c8697bd26c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 282px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2204/2457391908_c8697bd26c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The highlight of the evening was by far the space show.  We did have an enjoyable tipsy time in the planetarium doing the wave and listening to Harrison Ford tell us "we're not alone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/2456565781_1b336173a1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 227px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/2456565781_1b336173a1.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4267870024877507741?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4267870024877507741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4267870024877507741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4267870024877507741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4267870024877507741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/manhattan-experience.html' title='A Manhattan Experience'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-7227584740935979231</id><published>2008-05-01T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T13:43:57.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Masterpiece Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 24th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went to a big fancy-pants party held every year for people who do what I do in museums.  Open bar, decent food, good friends, and the chance to put faces to names are all major reasons I look forward to this party each year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2123/2456554981_bc52f23147.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 227px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2123/2456554981_bc52f23147.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/2457387304_3d527f51b4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/2457387304_3d527f51b4.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2457386294_6b4c1c5151.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 195px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2457386294_6b4c1c5151.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-7227584740935979231?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7227584740935979231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=7227584740935979231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/7227584740935979231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/7227584740935979231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/april-24th-tonight-i-went-to-big-fancy.html' title='Masterpiece Party'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4170449653371592797</id><published>2008-05-01T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:33:25.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woof Woof</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 23rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart Doggy Day Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/2457380420_9b5b6a43ca.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 202px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/2457380420_9b5b6a43ca.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2194/2456551699_88f00a19d4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2194/2456551699_88f00a19d4.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4170449653371592797?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4170449653371592797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4170449653371592797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4170449653371592797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4170449653371592797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/woof-woof.html' title='Woof Woof'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-594789841217357842</id><published>2008-05-01T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:26:12.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Management</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 22nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Management,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're stupid.  You rank up there with &lt;a href="http://www.engrish.com/detail.php?imagename=male-man-sign.jpg&amp;amp;category=Signs/Posters&amp;amp;date=2008-04-05"&gt;these folks!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Customer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3132/2456551037_ac646e9605.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3132/2456551037_ac646e9605.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2194/2456551699_88f00a19d4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-594789841217357842?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/594789841217357842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=594789841217357842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/594789841217357842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/594789841217357842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-management.html' title='Dear Management'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-1406619397668858706</id><published>2008-04-28T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T14:34:55.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring In Prospect Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 21st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent a lot of time enjoying &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-in-park.html"&gt;spring&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/rays-of-gold-and-purple.html"&gt;Manhattan&lt;/a&gt; in the past two weeks, but tonight I photographed a little closer to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2304/2436744637_029aa312c7.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 412px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2304/2436744637_029aa312c7.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was great to see everyone out enjoying the Prospect Park again.  It means that &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/08/lazy-sunday-deuce.html"&gt;Lazy Sundays&lt;/a&gt; will soon be in full effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/2436745551_8be108f0fd.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 194px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/2436745551_8be108f0fd.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3047/2437567440_69d2c806fb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 420px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3047/2437567440_69d2c806fb.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2436747783_d6cd3029b1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 351px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2436747783_d6cd3029b1.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-1406619397668858706?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1406619397668858706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=1406619397668858706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1406619397668858706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1406619397668858706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-in-prospect-park.html' title='Spring In Prospect Park'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-3354563684586974523</id><published>2008-04-28T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T14:25:29.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Wasn't Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 20th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even though I'm sort of obsessed with &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/03/siamese-for-what.html"&gt;these things&lt;/a&gt; lately, I swear I didn't do this! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2436742955_cc326f090e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2436742955_cc326f090e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-3354563684586974523?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3354563684586974523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=3354563684586974523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3354563684586974523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3354563684586974523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-wasnt-me.html' title='It Wasn&apos;t Me'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-2546328916671523817</id><published>2008-04-28T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:08:21.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettysburg Is Fierce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 19th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to experience the odd things people do with their free time and energy and I find that the further into middle American you explore, the more bizarre things become.  Gettysburg, being a magnet for historical reenactment freaks, was no exception.  In addition to numerous private homes waving the confederate flag and couples walking in full civil war getups, I encountered this sculpture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I titled it: "Honest Abe Tells Tourist His Outfit Is &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/fashion/2008/03/snls_fierce_hot_mess_spoof_of_1.html"&gt;A Hot Mess&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2105/2436735525_390bd296b5.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 456px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2105/2436735525_390bd296b5.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because there was literally no room at the (Gettysburg) Inn, I stayed at a historic bed and breakfast in town.  While it was quaint, I decided I'm not the B &amp;amp; B type.  The guest rooms were on top of each other, there was no TV in the bedroom and I didn't like having to sit at breakfast with total strangers.  However, you won't find a book like this at a Holiday Inn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2058/2436732273_c3a498640d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2058/2436732273_c3a498640d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite things in any town is going to an all night diner right after the bars let out.  In a small town like this, it's just about the most entertaining thing possible.  What's also great is mysterious menu items like the "Other" muffin, the two variety category "Bagelry" and the uber scary "Honey Finger"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3150/2436741293_a7fea09078.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3150/2436741293_a7fea09078.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-2546328916671523817?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2546328916671523817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=2546328916671523817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2546328916671523817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2546328916671523817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/oddball-things.html' title='Gettysburg Is Fierce'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-2114306151003027047</id><published>2008-04-28T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:12:36.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats, Chris And Steph!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 18th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I went to the wedding of my good friend Chris over in Gettysburg, PA.  Doesn't he look handsome in his wedding tux?  We've always said he should have been a model.  Steph is one lucky lady. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/2437551654_a600a17e0e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/2437551654_a600a17e0e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were lots and lots of other Villanova people in attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2365/2436737701_ba5bcd2a4c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 198px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2365/2436737701_ba5bcd2a4c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was really great to see the Lazoriks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2406/2437557380_3cc09e3c5a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 208px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2406/2437557380_3cc09e3c5a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As well as the Gepharts and Steigers. We all had a good time acting irresponsible and drunk on the dance floor together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2213/2437560008_d250cf8ec8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 340px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2213/2437560008_d250cf8ec8.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3257/2436738887_3532a7d018.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 195px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3257/2436738887_3532a7d018.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-2114306151003027047?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2114306151003027047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=2114306151003027047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2114306151003027047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2114306151003027047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/congrats-chris-and-steph.html' title='Congrats, Chris And Steph!'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-3846638338540195090</id><published>2008-04-25T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T13:35:23.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chose Your Own Adventure III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 18th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please reference yesterday's entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2287/2437525134_57a5d382a3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 189px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2287/2437525134_57a5d382a3.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2171/2437525498_e01f397087.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2171/2437525498_e01f397087.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3181/2437526384_fe229f693a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 383px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3181/2437526384_fe229f693a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2162/2437526786_77a1040d22.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 374px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2162/2437526786_77a1040d22.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2364/2437527584_f7781ebbb5.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 307px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2364/2437527584_f7781ebbb5.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2075/2436711023_47d90a91b0.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2075/2436711023_47d90a91b0.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2312/2437544762_0991d36feb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2312/2437544762_0991d36feb.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-3846638338540195090?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3846638338540195090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=3846638338540195090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3846638338540195090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3846638338540195090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/chose-your-own-adventure-iii.html' title='Chose Your Own Adventure III'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-392176632553759772</id><published>2008-04-25T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T13:17:50.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chose Your Own Adventure II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/02/chose-your-own-adventure.html"&gt;I've said before&lt;/a&gt;, sometimes I take a lot of photos in the course of a day and I'm not quite sure how to string them together in some sort of coherent yet witty commentary about my life.  So today, you can choose your own plot line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/2437515310_1daa7e6d22.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 239px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/2437515310_1daa7e6d22.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2295/2437515658_bf090b0077.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2295/2437515658_bf090b0077.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3271/2436696523_8f1c21447b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 286px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3271/2436696523_8f1c21447b.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2436697829_ca99a1b9db.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 393px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2436697829_ca99a1b9db.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3089/2436698471_b3816e7902.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 316px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3089/2436698471_b3816e7902.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2238/2436700591_38d8cf121f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 419px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2238/2436700591_38d8cf121f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2191/2437523072_2d3bae7c43.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2191/2437523072_2d3bae7c43.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3023/2437522130_71475e61a5.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3023/2437522130_71475e61a5.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-392176632553759772?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/392176632553759772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=392176632553759772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/392176632553759772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/392176632553759772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/chose-your-own-adventure-ii.html' title='Chose Your Own Adventure II'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-1918125633054796937</id><published>2008-04-25T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:21:00.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staff Photographer Banana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 16th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently been taking photos of artworks for sale in the museum shop for our upcoming website launch.  I wish I had enough money to buy this little sculpture myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2415/2436694239_19753c7aa1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 514px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2415/2436694239_19753c7aa1.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-1918125633054796937?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1918125633054796937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=1918125633054796937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1918125633054796937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1918125633054796937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/staff-photographer-banana.html' title='Staff Photographer Banana'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5880455307956282246</id><published>2008-04-25T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T13:36:49.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset On Union Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, Filene's Basement has &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/10/union-square.html"&gt;quite the view&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3185/2437512538_481e50ac76.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 242px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3185/2437512538_481e50ac76.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2437513354_3850c189d0.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 346px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2437513354_3850c189d0.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is this a tricked out fire-bike? Is the hose in the black box in the back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3130/2437513828_3a13c3a913.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3130/2437513828_3a13c3a913.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5880455307956282246?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5880455307956282246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5880455307956282246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5880455307956282246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5880455307956282246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/susent-on-union-square.html' title='Sunset On Union Square'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-7635086140239643888</id><published>2008-04-25T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:10:21.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down In The Mouth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 14th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lately, I haven't been feeling very bloggy.  However, I have still been taking photos.  I hope you will stick with me through this blah phase and revisit because I will eventually get caught up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a dentist office I have passed about 100 times.  Only today did I notice how Dr. Saland has his own bizarre exhibition in the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2158/2430321562_8dbe0905c7.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 363px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2158/2430321562_8dbe0905c7.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you say alliteration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/2430324012_efd203a62b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 297px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/2430324012_efd203a62b.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out this bizarre quasi-racist dentist sculpture about...torture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2167/2430328802_72c7bacc41.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 345px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2167/2430328802_72c7bacc41.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whenever I see period advertisements like these I am glad I live in more modern times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3059/2430326148_5c20a94bec.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 271px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3059/2430326148_5c20a94bec.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3104/2429518279_9e927a7614.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 388px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3104/2429518279_9e927a7614.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-7635086140239643888?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7635086140239643888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=7635086140239643888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/7635086140239643888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/7635086140239643888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-14th-lately-i-havent-been-feeling.html' title='Down In The Mouth'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-3019832368481034934</id><published>2008-04-21T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:08:26.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Saturday, Early Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 13th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;These photos were taken late enough to qualify as Sunday.  It was some interesting graffiti at one of my favorite local Brooklyn establishments, &lt;a href="http://floydny.com/"&gt;Floyd&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2430314683_794fd58112.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 259px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2430314683_794fd58112.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Considering I never got to play boccie, the bar won for certain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2037/2431129096_2db10d5a0c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 342px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2037/2431129096_2db10d5a0c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-3019832368481034934?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3019832368481034934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=3019832368481034934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3019832368481034934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/3019832368481034934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/late-saturday-early-sunday.html' title='Late Saturday, Early Sunday'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-1721383518396079237</id><published>2008-04-21T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T14:45:16.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring In The Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 12th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Today I went up to the Whitney to check out the Biennial.  There's a lot to be said about that show and it's merit in the art scene, but I will leave that to the professionals.  After a wasted day inside (my own personal opinion) I spent the afternoon wandering around the Upper East Side. I noticed this newspaper stand, which is apparently a way to try and clean up the ragged multicolored stands all over Madison Ave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2304/2430265732_e4456d1c19.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 154px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2304/2430265732_e4456d1c19.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3214/2430266638_181223d287.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 127px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3214/2430266638_181223d287.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My ramblings brought me over to the park where people were loving the spring weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2074/2430272596_fc360ddfd1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 238px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2074/2430272596_fc360ddfd1.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to see the pampered dogs in their natural pack groupings enjoying an expensive walk among the blossoms. They are so happy and well behaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3208/2429471401_daa1b9ab8a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 318px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3208/2429471401_daa1b9ab8a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My camera was also behaving itself and I was able to take some more beautiful shots of the reservoir.  I hope some of these get selected for Gothamist &lt;a href="http://gothamist.com/2008/04/09/spring_breaking.php"&gt;as the last ones were&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2405/2430313714_d9a5f90abb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2405/2430313714_d9a5f90abb.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2200/2430287928_836651d75d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2200/2430287928_836651d75d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2429481639_7ba33acb25.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2429481639_7ba33acb25.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-1721383518396079237?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1721383518396079237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=1721383518396079237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1721383518396079237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/1721383518396079237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-in-park.html' title='Spring In The Park'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-5580529586067663887</id><published>2008-04-20T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:06:23.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of those dreadful work experiences that are lately more common than I'd like.   Thankfully I have fun coworkers who make a boring necessary photo of an ugly frame cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SAv28MCx5cI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Ywi-YLUA2lw/s1600-h/Picture+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 299px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SAv28MCx5cI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Ywi-YLUA2lw/s400/Picture+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191514509360096706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-5580529586067663887?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5580529586067663887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=5580529586067663887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5580529586067663887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/5580529586067663887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SAv28MCx5cI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Ywi-YLUA2lw/s72-c/Picture+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4546994902826500085</id><published>2008-04-13T20:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T19:24:51.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kathleen Edwards At Irving Plaza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been unsuccessful in finding the energy to write my thoughts on seeing &lt;a href="http://dating.personals.yahoo.com/profile?cmd=view&amp;amp;src=search&amp;amp;searchinternal=1&amp;amp;adid=personals-1207943397-782473&amp;amp;position=2&amp;amp;total=108&amp;amp;searchmode=1&amp;amp;searchname=#profile_details_tab_"&gt;Kathleen Edwards&lt;/a&gt; at Irving Plaza...mostly because I've been feeling very melancholy lately.  Not ironically, Kathleen's biggest asset is her ability to convey that very sentiment through solid melodies, lilting gravely vocals, and straightforward lyrics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2146/2422149398_7e2926cc56.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 314px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2146/2422149398_7e2926cc56.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was disappointed that she didn't play &lt;a href="http://songza.com/z/qw7lqz"&gt;Hockey Skates&lt;/a&gt;, which is by far her best song, my favorite of the night was &lt;a href="http://songza.com/z/vqmh30"&gt;Sure As Shit&lt;/a&gt; from her new album.  You can click the link to listen but I thought I would include the lyrics here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;          Choosing my words carefully&lt;br /&gt;Has never been my strength&lt;br /&gt;I've been known to be vague&lt;br /&gt;And often pointless&lt;br /&gt;But you sure as shit know me&lt;br /&gt;Better than anybody else&lt;br /&gt;And for that in my heart I am hopeful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I helped you pack your bags&lt;br /&gt;And I folded up your snap shirts&lt;br /&gt;When you come back&lt;br /&gt;It will already be the winter&lt;br /&gt;If you look at other girls&lt;br /&gt;Working out in the nighttime&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind but I don't want to know it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these years that I have known you&lt;br /&gt;It's gone and blurred my sense of time&lt;br /&gt;Now I can hardly even recall&lt;br /&gt;What came before this&lt;br /&gt;Letters left on pillows&lt;br /&gt;Messages left on phones&lt;br /&gt;Postcards in the mail&lt;br /&gt;When we sent them&lt;br /&gt;Cobwebs all collected&lt;br /&gt;Paintings on the walls&lt;br /&gt;Lounging around all day&lt;br /&gt;In a hot pink chenille housecoat&lt;br /&gt;And the secrets that I whispered&lt;br /&gt;In your ear while you were sleeping&lt;br /&gt;You can call to mind when you're&lt;br /&gt;Out in the world without me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the denim king&lt;br /&gt;I sure as shit do love you&lt;br /&gt;And I cuss because I mean it&lt;br /&gt;And for that in my heart I am hopeful&lt;br /&gt;And these words that I chose&lt;br /&gt;I was so careful&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2265/2421341669_492f5a0e5a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 337px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2265/2421341669_492f5a0e5a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suffice to say, I really do love her and seeing her live was a totally worthwhile experience.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Special thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/subcow/sets/72157604597004545/"&gt;SuburbanCowboy &lt;/a&gt;for the photos, as my camera was being temperamental, as per usual.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4546994902826500085?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4546994902826500085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4546994902826500085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4546994902826500085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4546994902826500085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/kathleen-edwards-at-irving-plaza.html' title='Kathleen Edwards At Irving Plaza'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-4228356381818859252</id><published>2008-04-13T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:42:13.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Mister Softee To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 9th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing says warm weather like the return of the ice cream truck.  However, I really do wish this company had dreamt up a better name than "Mister Softee". &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SALRvnaY6DI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gBWOfBJCBPA/s1600-h/Picture+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SALRvnaY6DI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gBWOfBJCBPA/s400/Picture+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188940336647956530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-4228356381818859252?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4228356381818859252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=4228356381818859252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4228356381818859252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/4228356381818859252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/mr-softee.html' title='That&apos;s Mister Softee To You'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SALRvnaY6DI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gBWOfBJCBPA/s72-c/Picture+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-886274000016699745</id><published>2008-04-13T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:47:57.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insert Polish Joke Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 8th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SAK3snaY6CI/AAAAAAAAAa4/nkVLf5711SE/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SAK3snaY6CI/AAAAAAAAAa4/nkVLf5711SE/s400/Picture+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188911697806026786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-886274000016699745?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/886274000016699745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=886274000016699745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/886274000016699745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/886274000016699745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/insert-polish-joke-here.html' title='Insert Polish Joke Here'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SAK3snaY6CI/AAAAAAAAAa4/nkVLf5711SE/s72-c/Picture+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-810263254312983941</id><published>2008-04-13T18:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:45:22.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring In NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 7th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/2402426802_56e65a2209.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/2402426802_56e65a2209.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-810263254312983941?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/810263254312983941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=810263254312983941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/810263254312983941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/810263254312983941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-in-nyc.html' title='Spring In NYC'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-2753834917434178768</id><published>2008-04-13T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:53:21.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, PJ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 6th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was my good friend PJ's birthday and to celebrate, I cooked a huge brunch for him and his friends. PJ works for a historic house in Dupont Circle (and he's single ladies) and got permission for us to play house, including use of the fancy dishes, for the morning! I'm almost glad it rained as this room made for a spectacular party backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2261/2401583827_2e7139cc5d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 391px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2261/2401583827_2e7139cc5d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The menu: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinach Gruyere Quiche&lt;br /&gt;Broccoli Bacon Quiche&lt;br /&gt;Cranberry Scones*&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry Lemon Muffins*&lt;br /&gt;Roasted New Potatoes with Peppers and Onions&lt;br /&gt;Tossed Salad&lt;br /&gt;Fruit Salad&lt;br /&gt;Scrambled Eggs&lt;br /&gt;Bacon&lt;br /&gt;Mimosas&lt;br /&gt;Bloody Marys&lt;br /&gt;Coffee and Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*baked by the birthday boy himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3062/2401585851_f618c0757a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 260px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3062/2401585851_f618c0757a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It made me super happy knowing that I made almost everything in this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3077/2401592785_591da19f71.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 275px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3077/2401592785_591da19f71.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I did have some extra help from Donny and Dirty B (a faithful reader who requested an appearance on the blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2237/2402416768_1ec0b41cdd.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 261px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2237/2402416768_1ec0b41cdd.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadly, I didn't get a good photo of PJ on his day, so I'll just include this one (even though I look gross) of the successful DP participants.  If we keep this tradition, I'm going to have more in common with that buddha than I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3032/2401597499_46f9d25f87.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3032/2401597499_46f9d25f87.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-2753834917434178768?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2753834917434178768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=2753834917434178768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2753834917434178768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2753834917434178768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-pj.html' title='Happy Birthday, PJ!'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-2676242065261475157</id><published>2008-04-13T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:52:22.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamond Project 4.5 - Mange Intermission</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 5th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2136/2401579219_33853a3c9d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 235px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2136/2401579219_33853a3c9d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every good &lt;a href="http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2007/12/diamond-project-iii.html"&gt;Diamond Project&lt;/a&gt; involves a trip to a local hot spot for awesome food that is in no way awesome for you.   Even though I lived in DC for almost four years, I never partook of the goodness that is the famous &lt;a href="http://www.benschilibowl.com/"&gt;Ben's Chili Bowl&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3041/2402406768_b7479a7b1f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3041/2402406768_b7479a7b1f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thankfully, this was corrected today and I sampled a half smoke and chili cheese fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3060/2402402852_8e415f8b0a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3060/2402402852_8e415f8b0a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, nothing says "that was flipping awesome" like a post gorge food carnage photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3124/2401577025_5cd6c59d4c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 217px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3124/2401577025_5cd6c59d4c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(My friend Kelly found this really weird tattoo photo on a blog and I just thought it was too appropriate not to include here. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SAKWCHaY6BI/AAAAAAAAAas/BXr1NTOxl1U/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 290px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SAKWCHaY6BI/AAAAAAAAAas/BXr1NTOxl1U/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188874683777869842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a food lovers field trip to &lt;a href="http://www.wegmans.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/HomepageView?storeId=10052&amp;amp;catalogId=10002&amp;amp;langId=-1"&gt;dreamy Wegmans&lt;/a&gt; for brunch goodies, we continued the eating extravaganza with dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.tonicrestaurant.com/mp/news"&gt;Tonic&lt;/a&gt;. This is a great little pub up in Mt. Pleasant, yet another area of DC I neglected during my tenue.  Since Mac and Cheese is a big DP tradition I made sure to sample this one. It was decent, but it was no &lt;a href="http://smacnyc.com/"&gt;S'MAC&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/2401581505_824f187ebc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 245px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/2401581505_824f187ebc.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our walk to post dinner drinks, we passed the Bacon Funeral Home.  I don't think I would mind using their services.  At my funeral people could come around with all sorts of bacon infused food products and say, "I'm sorry for your loss, but here is a delicious plate of salty fatty goodness to ease your sorrows."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3073/2402411386_2a0a607d2f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3073/2402411386_2a0a607d2f.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-2676242065261475157?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2676242065261475157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=2676242065261475157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2676242065261475157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/2676242065261475157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/diamond-project-45-mange-intermission.html' title='Diamond Project 4.5 - Mange Intermission'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/SAKWCHaY6BI/AAAAAAAAAas/BXr1NTOxl1U/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2332972641604635578.post-7645719377571927972</id><published>2008-04-08T21:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:53:46.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bolt Out Of Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 4th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I went down to DC to visit friends on a new bus service.  &lt;a href="https://www.boltbus.com/"&gt;BoltBus&lt;/a&gt; offers brand new buses with extra legroom and free Wifi!  Not bad for a $20 seat and if you book far enough in advance, seats can be as cheap as $1!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/R_xAIOlyWtI/AAAAAAAAAak/FevSsnPZXmU/s1600-h/Picture+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/R_xAIOlyWtI/AAAAAAAAAak/FevSsnPZXmU/s400/Picture+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187091380923685586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2332972641604635578-7645719377571927972?l=nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7645719377571927972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2332972641604635578&amp;postID=7645719377571927972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/7645719377571927972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2332972641604635578/posts/default/7645719377571927972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nobodyputsbananainacorner.blogspot.com/2008/04/bolt-out-of-town.html' title='Bolt Out Of Town'/><author><name>Miss Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528493819557835738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa303/AMARTI03/6765144915755l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_onz1pwDl_ro/R_xAIOlyWtI/AAAAAAAAAak/FevSsnPZXmU/s72-c/Picture+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
