March 28th, 2008


Crane-ium Crushers

The theme of Thursday's NYT puzzle was an unfortunate reminder of recent construction accidents in both NYC and Miami. When I went outside today, I found myself looking worriedly at the crane across the street, estimating it at 30 stories high, and trying to figure out where it would land if it fell.

I know all kinds of terrible things can happen in the world. Locusts can rain down from the sky for all I know ("Arbeh!"). But this DID happen recently, so it makes me paranoid.

I didn't prove it mathematically, but the good news is I don't think the crane could come anywhere near my apartment if it toppled over. It could possibly hit the other end of my building. And it's always hovering dangerously close to the buildings across the street. I try not to walk that way if possible. Why invite trouble?

On my side of the street, there are no huge cranes, just smaller earth-moving equipment. I will be happy when it's all done and we have Whole Foods, Duane Reade, a bank branch, and other unannounced stores just steps away. As well as a bunch of rich people, who'll be the only ones that can afford these new apartments.

Before I went to sleep, I left the medical novel in the laundry room bookshelf. And didn't take anything new! Progress. Not that there was anything new and appealing. There are some books that never seem to get taken, including a few of mine. Why doesn't anyone want to read "Hard Lessons" (about Beverly Hills High School)?

I went to sleep very late (early), and first woke up around 9 a.m., then at 10:10, and then dozed off without setting the alarm. I finally woke up to construction noise, but there's always construction noise with 4 buildings going up in the immediate vicinity and a few more not far away; the neighborhood is being ultra-gentrified. I looked at the clock and gasped out loud - 2:06! Ack! Washed and dressed and off to the Times, arriving around 3:30.

I didn't check e-mail at home, but assumed the daily puzzles had been sent. They were, at 12:08:51 p.m. Nice and early, if I had been, like, awake. I worked as fast as I could, but my times (on paper, semi-proofreading) for next Thurs.-Sat. were 9:37, 9:04 and 8:05, in that order! Everything was finalized by 5:30, so the people who send things out after I'm done weren't tremendously inconvenienced, but I should have gotten there earlier.

People on the other side of the floor were having some sort of celebration, and were gathered together far away from the beckoning giveaway bookshelf, so of course I went over there on the way out. The damage - 3 more books. Or was it 4? One may not have been there before, but the others suddenly became more appealing than they'd been yesterday. The novelty should wear off soon.

Universal puzzles in 2003 don't grasp the concept that you're not supposed to put answer words in the clues:

3/15 Certain favorites FAVORITE SONS
4/2 Circular window filled with tracery ROSE WINDOW

Con arrangements have been made. I spoke to the woman at the hotel who Geneal singled out as being quite enthusiastic about our group.

There are some events I could go to tomorrow, but I don't know if I'll cop out and be lazy.

Lost day

I woke up in time to go see Helen Mirren at a B&N at 12:30, but never managed to get dressed in time. As the time ticked away, there was the thought I didn't have to see ALL of it but soon it was just too late.

Excuse: there were last-minute changes for the 4/6 NYT puzzle that had to be sent.

The next possible event was a free library showing of the movie "Woman of the Year," which I've never seen. At 3. Oops, too late. Still not dressed.

I might've considered hearing the Mozart "Requiem" tonight at Lincoln Center (I've seen it live before, but I love the piece - thank you, college music class for introducing me to it), but that conflicts with a Fresh Direct delivery. And I might've gone to hear A.J. Jacobs at the 92nd St. Y next week, but I made other plans for that night (I own but still haven't read "The Know-It-All"). IFP is screening a movie that same night (feast or famine!), and they have another movie I'd really like to see - but it's very close to tax day and I can't be sure I won't be frantically working on taxes. Hint: it might help to START compiling the financial records.

Dolly Lamba's "Silence of the Lambs" pin was drooping and closer examination showed it was because the pin was tearing the dress it's pinned on. So I removed the pin, and the dress has some holes in the front. There's also a tear in the back. It's almost 25 years old. I don't have any extra stuffed lamb clothing.

The pin is now on the seemingly sturdier dress of the female "Alaska lamb" (part of a lamb couple I bought from an eBay-er in Alaska). And I moved Dolly Lambo's identical pin to the male Alaska lamb so they'd match. I got these pins at a Premiere mag showing of the movie in 1991; I think M gave me his so I could have two.

Update: I just booked the IFP movie. Maybe that will be an incentive to finish taxes on time.

And maybe this entire day is not lost. I'd like to say how productive it ended up being next time I write.