I realize the Oscars are on tonight, but there will also be a new episode of The Amazing Race. Despite the red carpet, the blog party for the show will go on as scheduled. You're all free to wear gowns and tuxedos if you wish. Check back at 8pm ET for that post!
I have a lack of photos this week, so you're going to get a lot of Vincent. I was on a staycation and the weather was mostly dreary and warmish or really cold. Thus, I napped a lot. I stayed home for the most part. Yeah, I got some of the chores I planned to do done.
But I really napped a lot.
And it felt great!
Onto the photos I took ...
|Damp and dreary|
It seems like most of the week was damp and dreary. But I didn't mind. I feel rested for the first time in months! This is looking down Berckman Street towards East Third Street in Plainfield.
|Vincent in B&W and green|
In this shot, I left only Vincent's eyes in color. In fairly close up shots like this, his scar on his nose shows. I always wondered how he managed to get such a scar in his previous life. It was already a well-healed scar when the shelter got him, so it either didn't happen while he was a stray or he was a stray for a really long time.
|Eek! Run for your life!|
Jaws like a crocodile! Er, actually, Vincent is yawning.
I like Yuengling. I have no Yuengling. Watchung Avenue in Plainfield.
"Out from the barrio, you hear my rhythm on the radio" - Smooth by Carlos Santana
I edited this shot to leave only the word "barrio" in color on the ads stuck all over the poles and traffic light boxes. This is on East Front Street, downtown. It's not quite a barrio (neighborhood) as not many people live on that block.
As I'm not their target audience, I doubt they'd really be sorry they missed me if they saw me. This was scooted under my door when I ignored a knock. Hey, I was in my pajamas and not expecting anyone at my door on a Saturday morning!
What can I say? I'm surrounded by diversity, unlike where I spent my childhood years. It keeps things interesting.
|No ball for you!|
I saw the super carry this out and set it near the dumpster in the back corner of the parking lot. He found it in the third floor hallway (where there's been tons of issues with kids running wild). Ignore the Sandy-fallen tree in the background. I guess they're never going to take care of that. The little basketball hoop vanished before the trash haulers came. Wherever it ended up or whoever has it ... I bet it won't be sitting in the hallway again!
|I'm so confused!|
Yipes. I was stopped and standing when I took the shot! Off of Park Avenue in Scotch Plains.
|Sweetgum tree in winter|
|Lend me a hand?|
Hmm ... hopefully there isn't a hand inside. I didn't check. Gulp. East Second Street, Plainfield.
|Keys on the haha box|
I call it the "haha box" for obvious reasons. It's some sort of electrical box on the sidewalk at Berckman and East Second in Plainfield. Maybe for the traffic lights? I don't know. Someone vandalized it with hahahahaha ... etc. Now someone apparently found some keys and set them atop the haha box.
|Please give me catnip|
Vincent in hypnotize mode.
|Leave me alone or I'll call Alec Baldwin|