Showing posts with label cousins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cousins. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

[14] Sunday in the Park


Boggle, reading, eating, talking... five hours of being in the middle of the city but not hearing traffic.

NOT PICTURED: when I took the wrong train home. How long have I lived here?

Sunday, June 10, 2007

[22] Antics



Playing with the 23rd street NRW subway art













The importance of using protection. In this case, when eating at the Big Apple Barbeque fest, use a wetnap.

NOT PICTURED: 5am sunrise when we got back to my place.

Monday, May 14, 2007

Variations on a Cane

The Cane Doubles as A Flute.

Conversation #1:
Cousin: Should we bring this? 'This' alludes to bag with large cane/flute and smaller flute and papers
Uncle: Yes, it's for Lola (grandmother) for Mother's Day
C: Okay.
U: Oh! But only the big one. I want the small flute around here. Because sometimes it gets boring here, and I'd like to have it around.

Conversation #2:
Auntie Jane: What is that?
Joycelyn: What do you think it is?
AJ: Is it a flute? Or a cane?
J: YES!!

Conversation #3:
Cousin: Look at all the music you can play!
Joycelyn: ooooh. Hey Jude! You can play Hey Jude! Who doesn't want that?
(At one point, Cousin plays a song and Joycelyn sings. The songs they are respectively performing are not the same, but no one notices or says anything.)

Conversation #4:
Cousin: You can bring that on the plane and when you get bored, you have something to do!
Lola: What will I do?--play it?
C: Yes, or poke someone with it and then say, "Play this for me."

Conversation #4 (As a cousin plays the cane/flute.)
Uncle: Wow. That's nice.
Lola: Yes. You must practice. That's nice.
U: You've got it! Wow. You're really good.
L: You know, she used to play the saxophone.
U: Ay, yeah. That's why.
(This is funny because it's in another language, and we're looking at her intently and very, very honestly impressed as she continues to play.)

Conversation #5
Cousin: It's a flute AND a cane.
Joycelyn: It's a flane!
C: It's a clute!

Conversation #6
Uncle: You know, it's made in Massachusetts! Can you believe it!?
Joycelyn: Wow.
U: I know. The couple selling it, they were really good at playing it. They were really good. They make it themselves. I wish you could have seen them.

NOT PICTURED:
Its usage as an actual cane.

Back Seat

Back of a minivan where a seat should be:

J: "Can I sit on this?"

Cousin: "No, it's fresh meat."

NOT PICTURED: The piggery where it came from.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

People Watching



One of the best games in NYC, a prime activity at Union Square...

NOT PICTURED: The two dinners my cousin, Jariel (who is pictured) ate that night.

Brooklyn Bars

The couch says "Cheese foot."

NOT PICTURED: Disclosures with cousins.