Monday, March 15, 2010

New York = The Graveyard of Umbrellas

The last dregs of the dying Nor'easter were dribbling down on me as I walked home tonight, remnants of a particularly powerful storm that brought rain, hail, and gale-force winds to Brooklyn. Tree carnage reigned in Prospect Park this morning, and the streets were strewn with even more trash, but the biggest losers of all were clearly the umbrellas of the borough of Kings, whose mangled corpses littered the Avenue and poked out of trash cans all weekend, bits of nylon flapping in surrender. Somewhere, someone needs to get to work on a titanium-alloy model with triple-layered Gore-Tex on top.

At least the weather is supposed to be clear and gorgeous tomorrow.

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