If you looked at my other blog around this time two years ago (Now why would you have done that?) , you'd know that one of my favorite descriptions one person has ever given of another was what Gertrude Stein said about T.S.Eliot: "He looked like the fifteenth of November."
Today looked, well, like the fifteenth of November:
As gray and overcast as that sky was, it posed absolutely no threat of precipitation. And it won't until late tomorrow afternoon. The weather was cool-to-chilly, also typical of this date. I don't mind riding in these conditions at all. To me, a day like this one is as much a reason to commute by bike as a sun-drenched morning in late spring is.
The street on which I live dead-ends onto the one from which I took the photo. I was a mile or so from my apartment and had about an hour of daylight remaining. That gave me enough time to notice the particular (and sometimes peculiar) geometry of that area of Long Island City, Queens:
The funny thing is that I don't like either of those buildings. The one on the left is owned by Citicorp; it's across the street from the company's main tower, which is the tallest building in Queens:
"Citicorp" as in "Citibank": When I had an account with the latter, I used to refer to them as "Shittybank." And I wasn't the only one who did!
Anyway, I re-shot the second photo from another angle. Did I unwittingly create a commentary on the government bailout?
It makes the fifteenth of November seem downright balmy.
