New rows on the giant granny

Getting there!

Hollenb, are you excited??

Christmas cactus UPDATE

It is growing like the dickens!

Time to repot it again.

Favorite pants

Used to be Greg's.

Someday

I will have chicken friends.





































Why not??

I need all the friends I can get. (Also: eggs.)

Art-world panel discussion

They're pretty much all the same.

In this case, Seth Siegelaub, Christophe Cherix, Maria Eichhorn, and Hans Haacke at PS1 for the New York Art Book Fair Conference.

When will they learn to speak into the microphones?

Dear Kiehl's

Did you know that your "unscented" moisturizer smells like a barnyard? I have been wondering why for a while now, and finally I remembered to check the bottle.

I thought, maybe urea? Nope—it's lanolin!



Yeah, SHEEP!

Who doesn't love how they smell.

GIANT-GRANNY-SQUARE UPDATE

Bigger.



Looks cozy, don't it.

Street negatives

And...snowman, INVERT!!



Most excellent snowman.

Good job kids!

Note

This time from the landlady's husband.



No letter may touch another letter.

He has pretty much the best handwriting ever.

First post

October 1, 2008.

Thems were the days.

Update!

Ripple blanket.

It's fall

Lumberjack season.

Midtown sunset

Looking west through fritted glass.

Found last night!

I am powerless against the allure of cigar boxes.



I may or may not already have several of these.

Books, of course:



There is a Simenon "Maigret" novel that did not make it into this picture. It, Borges, Wilde, Ballard, Beckett, and Dickens are for me. The rest are for the Internet. (I already sold the Sandman and Love and Rockets books!)

And, an excellent metal Homak toolbook, complete with red tray and sawdust!





For all my stuffs!

The street giveth to ol' Becky.

Dear world

Are you trying to give me a heart attack!?

Of JOY??



Street books! Including a notebook containing this enigmatic composition:



Awesome!

Old timey

I have never seen a box spring like this.

Looks squeaky.

GIANT FAKE CONDIMENTS-N-BAGEL!

Lexington and 80th Street.







I wonder how old these are?

I'd love to have that jumbo mustard jar! I'd keep it in the fridge.

I made this!

Elotes, at home! (With brito and greenbeans.)

I love Mexican food. One way in which New York beats any Canadian city.

I think I AM cursed

First this, and today this:



What even IS that? The screen is almost totally blank, but it's actually covered with a window; you can see the little edge at the bottom. But it will not move, hide, or minimize.



And where are all the docs I was working on?!



Sigh.

Force quit.

Tomorrow: call I.T.!

If I find $298 on the street

I will buy this dress.



Everyone start dropping money!

I love these

I found these alphabetized address cards in a recycling bag full of paper ephemera on the street, next to the bag with the Skippy jar and the Tupperware containers.







These are relics of a truly different time: a time when you typed the addresses of your neighborhood friends on individual cards and kept them in a file box on the table next to your phone.

Then, at Christmas, you sent cards to all of them.

I could cry.

Truck dreams

We like whitey, but this brown baby is also VERY sweet.



When will the future be here!?

UPDATE

Cactus mini-friends: Why is Greg's SO MUCH BIGGER?



Perhaps his cat talisman is more powerful.

Décor

On the table:







Greg is the genius who put the shell hat on the birdie.

Best centerpiece ever.

Subway paint spill

Then. Now:



Manna from Brooklyn: "Keeping You Posted."

My friend Peter

"Here are some photos I know you'll like," he wrote.



This is his cat, Sophia.



Command-option-kitty.



Big kitty?



Who is this guy?



Puppet show.

Thanks P-rock, you were right!

Work flair

Yes, it's my office door.



And there is my office door handle pom pom!

Thanks Hannah!

Aw, shucks!

Thanks for the shout-out, skinny laminx and sfgirlbybay!

And thanks all y'all for visiting my shabby Brooklyn lodgings!