We moved in to our apartment 4 years ago on July 3. We were so excited to be in the belly of all this New Yorky-New Yorkedness. 10 minutes into our day we got a call from the movers saying that they couldn't park on our street, because they were filming a movie.
(When In Rome) My first thought was, "How cool!" then my second thought was "Um, how am I getting my couch?"
The movers were more used to this stuff, and after a long long day we settled in unscathed, but that was the first of many
movie and TV trailers that we would see parked on or around our block. They're usually
Hadeed's brand, with sets of stairs up to doors marked "Lucy" and "Desi"
(I guess to signify the lead actor/actresses, but in code? so sneaky!).
It's fine, it creates a mild distracting curiosity on the way to taking the kids to school, and is always uneventful. Except for the craft tables. I'll never get used to them. They set up these tents
on the sidewalk with this beautiful and generous catering, and it's
always with my hungry kids coming home from school. It looks good just by virtue of being on the street and free (at least for someone). I swear one of these days I'm going to
walk up, give a nod to some dude with headphones and a walkie, mutter a "wassup" under my breath, and chow down.
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| I mean, it's just THERE, waiting to be pinched... |
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| Opened my apartment door one morning to this facing me straight on |
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| "Lucy" and "Desi" on the doors- they got some 'splaining to do! |
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| This was the posting that inspired this posting |
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