tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104641.post116329928337641383..comments2023-10-23T12:42:45.818-07:00Comments on Figuring it out in NYC: Voyeurism, Mirrors, The Wide-Eyed OptimistZaphodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10277471797381952739noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104641.post-1163651283278623752006-11-15T20:28:00.000-08:002006-11-15T20:28:00.000-08:00i know which garden you're talking about. if i was...i know which garden you're talking about. if i was still in the bubble i would have taken you on that fabled 8 hr journey some of us undertook by foot. the countryside is gorgeous and the only danger we met on our route wwas when we ambled into a golf course!hedonistic hobohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02693480297800328494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104641.post-1163493785024308652006-11-14T00:43:00.000-08:002006-11-14T00:43:00.000-08:00Yeah well, those things are stunning when you are ...Yeah well, those things are stunning when you are inside, nothing ostentatious or out of the ordinary, just beautifully kept and it's rather like the Secret GardenZaphodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10277471797381952739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104641.post-1163481014309401792006-11-13T21:10:00.000-08:002006-11-13T21:10:00.000-08:00I passed by one of those today on the way back fro...I passed by one of those today on the way back from work. <BR/><BR/>And thought of your post. <BR/><BR/>Nice.bashohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16693651549512064954noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104641.post-1163437848992923192006-11-13T09:10:00.000-08:002006-11-13T09:10:00.000-08:00Exactly...and once in a while when walking around ...Exactly...and once in a while when walking around in the rain, pass by one of those classic NY cordoned off gardens, the private ones and peer through the vines and it feels just like thatZaphodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10277471797381952739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104641.post-1163437719896871212006-11-13T09:08:00.000-08:002006-11-13T09:08:00.000-08:00I'd jump out of my skin and begin gibbering like a...I'd jump out of my skin and begin gibbering like an idiot...it always freaks me out, because I think if i stare hard enough, one of the reflections will wink backZaphodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10277471797381952739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104641.post-1163354422578937052006-11-12T10:00:00.000-08:002006-11-12T10:00:00.000-08:00i sometimes wish the hand WOULD stretch out and le...i sometimes wish the hand WOULD stretch out and let me know i'm not really crazy. this need for identification we have, this someone-please-acknowledge-me-so-i-am-aware-i'm-alive, it's sad. but human.eMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12716202062654957842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22104641.post-1163351963747806362006-11-12T09:19:00.000-08:002006-11-12T09:19:00.000-08:00Nice, the black and white imagery! It visits me of...Nice, the black and white imagery! It visits me often. (Sin Cityish-kind?)jairajhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07624763018823383405noreply@blogger.com