Back of a marker-sign-thing. I think it’s so that snowplows know where the campus paths are.
February 28, 2007
February 27, 2007
This is a yellow-shafted flicker. It’s like a woodpecker BUT ISN’T. Apparently flickers are common, but I (not being a birdwatcher) had never seen them until recently.
Side note: I keep seeing the word “flicker” and thinking of Flickr Photo Sharing.
February 26, 2007
Little Silver train station! It’s a stop on the North Jersey Coastline (NJ Transit) between Long Branch and New York City (Penn Station). The actual “station” involves a couple benches, a tiny shack where you buy tickets, and a distinct lack of a platform (which is fairly unique for the line).
The road here is slick from melted snow; everything other than the roads is covered in sticky white stuff, which was coming down in quarter-sized flakes in Little Silver. And shortly thereafter turned into freezing rain. Apparently this is turning into another ice-storm thing.
February 25, 2007
WARNING: you may find the following photo and/or description in poor taste. View at your own risk.
For as much as Pod teases me about the video store, I ought to actually show it. This photo is from before Valentine’s Day.
This is one of the several sex-oriented businesses on the local highway (Rt 35). There is very little about the exterior that screams “sex.” “Discount Video?” “1000′s of DVD’S, adult, action, comedy, and more?” Sounds like an innocent movie rental place to me, but the whole front of the shop is filled with dildos, lingerie, and toys to satisfy your every kink.
February 24, 2007
When you’re “hanging out” in New Jersey, there are three things to do:
1. Watch a movie.
2. Go bowling.
3. Um. Sit around talking? Oh! No! Go to the mall. That’s right. Yeah.
…If you have any other ideas, please let me know.
February 23, 2007
So I needed art supplies from the closest Real Art Store (Colorest). I parked and noticed this HUUUGE electrical doohickey in what is essentially the art store’s backyard. Of course, I’m all like “OMG that’s cool I need a picture.”
I snap a few shots as close as I can without treading on what might be private property. When I hear a car behind me, I turn to get out of the way (‘cos I’m technically standing in the middle of a parking lot)… and a silver sedan drives up next to me.
“Can I help you?” the driver asks me.
I panic, as I always do when unexpectedly confronted. “Uh.! No?!”
“Well, I saw you taking pictures…”
“Sorry! I can delete them if it’s illegal…?”
“No, it’s okay, it’s just, I’m the owner of this building, and I’m wondering…”
“Oh! Um- I’m- uh- I’m here for the art thing- store!” I gestured to Colorest. “I’m an artist, see, and I just found this interesting…!”
“All right, all right, just checking.” He smiled.
I returned the smile, thanked him, and ran into Colorest.
(Note: In person, I do in fact talk like an excited 16-year-old. Half an octave lower, usually, but the annoying speech patterns are there.)
February 22, 2007
A side-entrance stairway of the Great Auditorium of Ocean Grove.
Ocean Grove was founded by the Camp Meeting Association, so it’s an almost entirely Methodist town. It’s full of colorful Victorian gingerbread houses, and it epitomizes the word “quaint.” The Great Auditorium- which I have not yet shown in its entirety, but just be patient or feel free to Google it- serves as a stage for concerts as well as a sanctuary for Sunday services.
February 21, 2007
It got up to about 51 degrees Fahrenheit (11 C) today! And yet, ice stubbornly remained.
I’m really not sure what sort of phenomenon this is, but melting ice from the gutters of the art building was dripping onto it. It appears to be a branch encased in some ice.
I dunno. It looked cool, and a lot of students stopped to marvel at it.