Sipping a soy hazelnut steamer, and thinking about the absolutely fascinating Steve Jobs biography I have been reading the last couple of days.  Seems he could be a very difficult person; the difficult have always liked me.

There’s a young man to my right working a blackberry, I-Phone and laptop all at once. A true multi-tasker.

The woman next to me is savoring a paperback book.  She seems to be reading every page several times. Sometimes she underlines a line here and there.

There’s a girl on headphones video chatting. She’s not aware of just loudly she’s speaking. Her accent is sooo Valley Girl. You know like uh like uh you hear in the movies. Like uh how all the pretty girls sitting at the Fashion Club table talk like with each other like yooooo knooooow uh.

I’m thinking of going down to the 13th Street Rep to see Line tomorrow night. The play has been running there for 35 years, and I have been meaning to make time to see it for 20. One of my resolutions for 2012 is to get to the theatre more. That includes seeing more good movies too.

Okay, Miss Video Chat and her boyfriend are having the talk, for all of the cafe to hear. Well, we are only hearing what she has to say. Hmmm…now she’s quiet. No doubt he’s listing his complaints.  She is getting quieter. Her voice is cracking. The tears are coming soon. She just told him she’s feeling overwhelmed. I feel bad for her. Sending good vibes and positive energy her way. The tears have begun. And he’s going in for the kill.

Mr. Multi-tasker has left, and he has replaced by a guy who just missed being great looking.

And here comes a student with loads of books. Looks like a night before the exam cram session. I remember those.

Time to go home to a hot bath, a cold drink and maybe something on Netflix.

Or I could get out my journal and pen and write a manifesto or a poem or a play about an Internet Cafe.

Hugs to all.

On the uptown 1 train. Went to Queens for Indian vegetarian tonight – Gujarati-style to be exact. After an awful night’s sleep, and a non-stop day, it was a welcome relief. The little place we go to has a flat screen, and they show lots of Bollywood videos.

I’m usually the only Westerner in the place, and the locals all smile as my shoulders swing and sway to the beat. And when they hear me correctly name all the stars they laugh right out loud.

I stopped in the local market to pick up my favorite Pears soap and Ponds talc from India. 

Speaking of photos are these Christmas rubber duckies from Old Navy’s Clearance Sale cute?

I snapped that while waiting to pay $1.30 for a little grey fleece cap. 

Oh, here’s another from yesterday’s cocktail hour

I stopped in at a place called The Pint of No Return.  Now is that a great name for a saloon or what?

Here’s my stop.
Much bloglove to all.

I caught the 5 bus down to 57th & 5th, and officially began Photostroll 01.24.12. It’s absolutely amazing walking weather for a January in New York.

Most of the photos are in my Canon, but here’s a few from the mobile.

Right now I’m at Mandoo in Korea Town. It’s just one block you know; 32nd Street between 5th & 6th Avenues. There’s enough restaurants for five streets, as well as a Korean grocery store, Karaoke bars, bakeries, banks and a huge bakery/cafe.

Spicy wonderful Korean pickles & Mandoo aka dumplings.

Delish.

Check back with you in a bit.

Ciao.

Today is going to be all about finding beauty and creativity around and in me.

The camera battery is charging.
My green tea is cooling; so I can drink it all at once; I like it like that some times.

The mobile is charging.
My clothes are laid out. It’s all about comfort today. And it’s 49 degrees out to, so I can stroll to my heart’s content.

There’s a fresh notebook in my bag too. Extra pens – just in case.

Looking forward to telling you all about it later.

Now for a bit of meditation before I merge with the outside world.

Sending good vibes to all friends that I know, and have yet to meet.

Sitting here in Big Daddy’s diner sipping a Diet Creme.  Recovering from Going over the events of a very busy Monday.

Learned a few technical bits today. Some photos saved to an old phone’s memory refused to be transferred by MMS, so I blue-toothed them to this handset.  Amazing I tell you. The photos traveling through thin air like that.

Then tonight I spotted a QR code on my table. I could have filled out a form by hand, but I was feeling techy wonderful. I went to the Andriod Market downloaded the free Qdroid app, scanned the code via my mobile camera, and filled out an online form in seconds.

This feels almost as good as the time I replaced the phone jack all by myself.

Okay, let me finish my bottle of pop,.and cart me and my doggie bag home.  I just ate half my meal – more than enough – and skipped dessert.

It’s the little things that make my day every day.

An I love you text from my daughter.
Stumbling on a photo opp.
Finding new wonderful blogs.
A really cool run of songs on the radio. The ones you remember every word to – no matter how long it’s been since you’ve heard them.

Much bloglove to you all.

My last post ended up in the trash. Why? Because the camera phone pics in it were deleted before I hit publish. Another blogging lesson learned.

Right now I’m hanging out with the ladies on Wisteria Lane. I can’t believe this is their final season.

This afternoon I took myself out to lunch and a movie.

I have been really watching what I eat lately, so I treated myself to Artie’s Delicatessen: a bowl of matzoh ball/noodle soup, grilled knockwurst with baked beans, and a small slice of birthday cake. No, there wasn’t a party. The serve old-fashioned white on white birthday cake as a dessert. Tasted just like being ten years old.

After lunch I moseyed down Broadway toward the movie theatre. The film I just had to see was We Need To Talk About Kevin. The amazing Tilda Swinton is the female lead.

A review will be posted tomorrow. I need some time to think, because I want it to be spoiler-free.  And believe I want to tell ALL.

Time for a soak. I picked up a bag Dr. Teal’s Lavender Epsom Salts this evening. Hopefully I’ll get a good night of sleep afterwards.

Til next time.