12.31.2005
Prospecting Park
Today amidst big raindrops and snowflakes I walked through Prospect Park in Brooklyn, and found an oily stream flowing from the Parks Dept.'s main garage. It appeared to run from a party vehicle a.k.a. the Special Events wagon. The petrol rainbow made me think of images of New Orleans, in a very minor way of course. That stream likely flows into the first of several in the chain of ponds that feed the Lake, where the USS Independence Bank floats summers.
Then I walked to Bartel Pritchard Square and did my shopping along Prospect Park West. Went to a drug store and dropped my shopping basket as soon as I saw a man buying lottery tixx. No, it's not a moral thing. But I can't stand how long it takes some idiots to choose numbers and buy tickets. The clerk or owner for all I know gave me a dirtly look as I placed both of my intended purchases back in their correct locations on the shelves. No judgements on the lottery, but I gotta say ask if it's worth it to store owners to lose sales of real items when a few people monopolize the checkout line?
Then I walked to Bartel Pritchard Square and did my shopping along Prospect Park West. Went to a drug store and dropped my shopping basket as soon as I saw a man buying lottery tixx. No, it's not a moral thing. But I can't stand how long it takes some idiots to choose numbers and buy tickets. The clerk or owner for all I know gave me a dirtly look as I placed both of my intended purchases back in their correct locations on the shelves. No judgements on the lottery, but I gotta say ask if it's worth it to store owners to lose sales of real items when a few people monopolize the checkout line?
