181/365: Mascot on the mast

180/365: Three little cherry pickers

179/365: Light pollution over Jersey City

178/365: What is this chalet of which you speak?

I'm not sure I even understand what a "2 bedroom chalet" could possibly mean.

177/365: Not the Nina, Pinta, or Santa Maria

176/365: Broadway by night

175/365: Brutalism

Brutalism is the style of architecture featured in the Washington D.C. Metro.

174/365: Ephemeral

173/365: Rules always ruin all the fun

172/365: Tuvan throat singer

Today is Make Music New York, so a few of us went to see Alash, a group of Tuvan throat singers. Throat singing is notable because a singer can produce more than one tone at a time. It's some pretty cool stuff.

Photos of other groups performing at MMNY are here.

171/365: East Village kitties at play

It's hard to read in this photo, but the newspaper covering the cat on the right reads "Lower East Side Rejoices as Yuppies Commit Mass Suicide".

Today's photo walk was a testament to the bizarreness that is the East Village. Check it out, including some photos are from the 6th Street & Avenue B Community Garden, which has a huge sculpture made of detritus found on the streets of Manhattan.

170/365: But still pretty cool

169/365: But will it clear my head?

When we were cleaning out the department today, we found a box of stuff from my predecessor, who became emeritus and left the university something like 20 years ago. One of the things that we came across was this head demagnetizer. While I know what it is, I still couldn't help but think the name is funny. Maybe magnetism has been the problem the whole time. I wonder whether it would clear my own head, if I just brought it close enough and turned it on...

168/365: A private moment in public

167/365: The graffiti is speaking to me

I was uninspired on my photo walk today. It's like the street was speaking to me, telling me to snap out of it.

166/365: It could almost be Small Town, America

165/365: It's Lawyertime!

All I'm sayin' is, I wouldn't want to play softball against a team of personal injury lawyers.

164/365: Open door policy

Today was a toss-up. Here is the other contender.

163/365: A secret message for 5th Avenue

I wish I could have stayed to see how the message ended.

162/365: My sentiment exactly

If I were the type of person who's searching for a religion, I would probably join this church. The Guantanamo sign is new, but the ever-changing quotes that Judson Memorial Church displays on their signboard always resonate.

161/365: Abandoned in Fort Tilden

Today we biked around Fort Tilden, an former army installation, now part of Gateway National Recreation Area, that's been many things over the years. Today, all of the buildings are abandoned, and therefore, by definition, creepy. If you carefully look at the windows in the larger building, you'll notice you're looking straight through to the dunes on the other side.

160/365: A one that is not cold is scarcely a one at all

Major props to anyone who recognizes the title without googling (and who is not Faceblindgirl).

ETA: Heh heh. Oops. Typo in title now fixed.

159/365: I thank summer for giving me fountains

Julie said a lovely thing about my fountain photos the other day. Well, in exchange, I also must thank summer for offering me so many fountains to play with. That said, I promise to diversify my subjects—both to maintain viewer interest and to broaden my photography experience!

(Here's a shot of the same fountain creating a rainbow.)

158/365: Cold sesame noodles

When you don't know what else to take a picture of, there's always cold sesame noodles.

157/365: Reading next to the Wall of Water

156/365: BCN has whimsy but NYC has quirk

I was rather pleased to find this today, as one of my contacts just invited me to join a flickr group called "Random NYC". Random, indeed.

155/365: Coffee cupping

This is not a technically good picture at all, but the story behind it is kind of interesting. I walked into Cafe Collage to get a cafe au lait today, and ended up joining the staff in a coffee cupping. A cupping is to coffee as wine tasting is to wine. Of course, like wine, it apparently has a vocabulary of its own, and learning to associate those words to the coffee is not something you can do adequately just by walking in off the street. But it was fun, and that kind of thing doesn't happen to you every day, so here's today's photo.

154/365: A lovely NYC welcome

Well, at least it wasn't 90 degrees, like I was expecting.

153/365: Goodbye Barcelona!

I guess I have a thing for fountains. Water is, indeed, a super cool subject. And I wanted something suitably wonderful as my last picture, so I give you the Magic Fountain. For more shots, see Flickr.

Tonight is my last night in Barcelona, so unless I take photos at the airport tomorrow, you may expect a return to New York City starting Sunday.

152/365: Late afternoon at the cloister