If you're looking for my latest news on Big Brother TV show/live feeds happenings, my posts for there are at this link ---> Horrid Hamster House. Heehee. I'm just finding this bunch of them on the whole as rather unlikable this season despite fairly solid strategical moves.
At least we had better weather this week with a few days of absolutely PERFECT thrown in for good measure. I'm loving the cool evenings and the fact that we've seen the sun for most of the week for a change. The children around here started school this week and, while I have none of my own, I rejoiced. This means that if I go out and about on my weekday off to a park in Westfield or something, I'm not inundated with teenagers. I don't have to hear kids running around and misbehaving daytime in stores. No kids screaming in the hallways or parking lot of my building, at least during the daytime hours. Yay.
I had a four-day work week this past week due to the holiday. But then I went and ended up working extra hours just due to circumstance. (Grr.) This week I also have a four-day work week coming up as I'm taking a vacation day for Saturday leading into my next staycation. My boss asked me if I wanted to work my normal weekday that I usually have off instead. Oh, silly man! NO. I said I wanted vacation time for one day. That means I want my regular days off PLUS one vacation day off. I really need the rest!
Not too much happening on the home front this week. Vincent the Cat is still super spoiled and I wish I had never introduced him to Temptations cat treats. He's become an addict. I can't open a bag of anything without him running thinking I'm going to give him cat treats.
And, last night it was midnight before the Plainfield Police succeeded in shutting down the huge party with the live Mexican polka band right in back of my building. This time the police weren't all that happy that they were starting the music up again as soon as the police drove away. But, hey ... their backyard is about thirty feet from the bedroom windows of my next door apartment neighbors and about 100 feet from mine. Live bands playing (badly) all day and into the night are not acceptable under city ordinances for a reason! Bring it inside, rent a hall, whatever. There's a reason I would never live over or next door to a bar.
Oh, well. I've fussed enough. Onto the photos I've taken this week ...
Might as well start it off with a morning glory blossom! These are still growing along the back fence of my apartment building's parking lot. Blooming every morning, closing up at night. Kind of like ME!
Ohhh! Plainfield's Google Street View map is going to be updated. I was walking along East Front Street when it sneaked up in back of me. Yep, it had all the Google markings and the camera globe set high atop it! By the time I got my camera out and shot it, it was already a half-block away. Cool. Although now I suppose I'll be on the map. I hope they blur and slim me.
Love them little tassel doohickeys! Yes, that's the technical term for them. Plainfield Train Station.
|Please stand behind the yellow line|
I edited this shot to leave just the yellow line and its reflection in the lower level train windows in color. Plainfield Train Station.
|Just little weeds|
I think they're pretty in their own right. Bridgewater, NJ.
One morning when I arrived at the Bridgewater Train Station, there was an eery feeling in the air. As I walked by the TD Ball Park (home of the Somerset Patriots), I looked up. Hmm ... crows had taken over some of the stadium lights. Okaaay. I walked on and they were everywhere. No, not crows. I'm talking your basic birds. Watching me. Gathering. Waiting. They've taken over the ball park. Overthrowing humanity will be next.
|It started with crows|
|Uh-oh. They're watching me.|
|Eep. They're gathering.|
|Gulp. Nice little birdies.|
|Planning to attack?|
|Da plane! Da plane!|
Before 7am this little plane was chugging along pulling the Gecko overhead at the Bridgewater Train Station.
|Sunrise at the Plainfield Train Station|
With the days getting shorter, the sun is now rising just as I'm leaving my apartment for my work commute. By next month, it will be dark.
|Blue Demon Hello ice cream truck|
Yeah, you can change the colors of the truck. You can change its name. You can change the brands. But, obviously you can't change its song! :::music, music, barnyard animals noises, music, music ... HELLO! HELLO!::: In my East Front Street 'hood in Plainfield.
|I think I shall call her Orba|
I check on the female cross orbweaver every time I pass by her on Berckman Street in Plainfield.
|She's an architect!|
Either the rains brought the web down a week or so before or she took it down herself to rebuild. I have to be careful with the camera taking shots because this is three-dimensional. It's not one simple flat web; it's a good two feet deep of webbing kind of like the Winchester House of spider webs!
|Forming a true canopy|
Out of the nearly ten years I've commuted back and forth from the Bridgewater Train Station, I've never seen this tree grow such dense foliage. When you go under it, it's like a huge cavernous canopy. It has to be the weather!
I'm still surprised about 20 years of not seeing a snail in the state to seeing them daily at the Bridgewater Train Station. It has to be the weather!
Like the tree canopy and the snails, I've never seen these large mushrooms growing at the Bridgewater Train Station over the many years I've frequented it. Definitely the weather!
|Uh-oh. Now the stinkhorns are gathering|
I hope they're not going to team up with the birds! Bridgewater, NJ.
|Last cries of summer|
Not sure about the item on his head to rein in his braids, nor about the real deal with wearing white after Labor Day, but this guy in the 'hood is rockin' the last days of summer. East Front Street, Plainfield.
|One hod dog, please|
Not quite the lunch trucks I knew back in the 70s. While Rutgers has a slew of "grease trucks" with amazing gastronomical goodies, this truck owned by folks at the corner of East Second and Berckman offers a more basic menu, albeit with a Central American twist. I want a hod dog to go, please. By the way, the truck doesn't set up at that corner. I always see it after hours in their driveway, usually with a crew cleaning and stocking it.
|Currently in bloom|
These are currently growing at a few homes on Berckman Street in Plainfield. I'm not sure what they are, but they show up late summer each year.
|Who's that cat?|
Vincent's sulking because I was getting ready to go to work and wouldn't play with him or carry him around. He just doesn't understand why I can't be catering to him 24 hours a day!