Archive for the ‘GWB Project’ Category
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. We got home just as the storms were about to begin. I too had an obsession with the GWB when I lived in the Heights in the ’80s. Mine was doing as much cruising as possible under that majestic bridge. The “little […]
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Tags: Home, Long Weekends, Storms, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse remains hidden in the summer garden. “[I]n the end we could choose only between the bleak and the bleaker – that was the extent of our freedom.” –Peter Nadas, A Book of Memories
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Tags: Botany, Fuscia, Peter Nadas
In which The Gay Recluse retreats to the summer garden. The European white birch has always been the focal point of our garden in Washington Heights. Each leaf, of course, represents a day in our past, and for this reason might seem more valuable if there weren’t so many. –The Gay Recluse, November 13, 2007
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Tags: Days, European White Birch, Leaves
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. I, too, have an obsession with the George Washington Bridge. However, mine involves a nagging compulsion to complete a football pass from the deck of the bridge to a buddy on the ground below. –Ryan Pissed and Petty (March 31, 2008)
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Tags: Orchids, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with fish blimps. Blimps are completely useless. But we love them anyway. Especially when they look like fish in the aquarium of the sky.
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Tags: Aquariums, Blimps, Fish, Jung, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse rather quickly dies of dehydration and sunstroke. Yesterday’s sunset = today’s heat. But oddly, we have no desire to be at the beach.
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Tags: Beach, Dehydration, Heat, Sunsets, Sunstroke
In which The Gay Recluse dreams of the desert. This year one of our cactus bloomed for the first time. Apparently it’s very happy! We admire it, even though it makes us wish that we lived in the desert, far away from everything we hate.
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Tags: Blooms, Cactus, Deserts, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Last night we were watching Dante’s Cove, but really, the sunset was much more entertaining. I too had an obsession with the GWB when I lived in the Heights in the ’80s. Mine was doing as much cruising as possible under that […]
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Tags: Dante's Cove, George Washington Bridge, Sunsets
In which The Gay Recluse enjoys “summer hours.” Today we worked from home, which meant lots of watching the GWB. I too had an obsession with the GWB when I lived in the Heights in the ’80s. Mine was doing as much cruising as possible under that majestic bridge. The “little red lighthouse” was used […]
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Tags: Summer Hours, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. Yesterday morning. Yesterday evening. I too had an obsession with the GWB when I lived in the Heights in the ’80s. Mine was doing as much cruising as possible under that majestic bridge. The “little red lighthouse” was used for a probably […]
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Tags: 1980s, Cruising, Gay Cruising, Little Red Lighthouse, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse rather quickly dies of lung cancer. It’s bad enough when the smoke is spewing across rooftops in the distance, but it’s quite another thing when it’s blowing right through your living room window. When is the city going to get serious about inspecting these shitty boilers? Plus it’s getting worse, […]
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Tags: 38 Fort Washington Avenue, Asthma, Boilers, Health, Lung Cancer, Rooftops
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Yesterday. Today. I, too, have an obsession with the George Washington Bridge. However, mine involves a nagging compulsion to complete a football pass from the deck of the bridge to a buddy on the ground below. –Ryan Pissed and Petty (March 31, […]
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Tags: Haze, Summer, The George Washington Bridge, Today, Yesterday
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Ding Dong! The Witch is dead. Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch! Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead. Wake up – sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed. Wake up, the Wicked Witch is dead. She’s gone where the […]
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Tags: Holiday Lights, Jesse Helms, Le Corbusier, The George Washington Bridge, Wicked Witch
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with Corsican mint. We were worried that our Corsican mint wouldn’t come back this year. So we bought some more! But then it did come back, just as we were told it would. Some obsessions are obviously more benign than others. Of all the groundcovers we introduced […]
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Tags: Corsican Mint, Groundcovers, Mentha requienii
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Time/Date: Today, after the rain. The bridge is named in honor of George Washington, the first President of the United States. —Wikipedia
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Tags: George Washington, George Washington Bridge, Presidents, Wikipedia
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with birds. It was raining pretty hard, but we still had places to go. Even if we knew that somewhere, someone was sleeping. I hope you love birds, too. –Emily Dickinson
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Tags: Birds, Emily Dickinson, Rain, Sleep
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. Time/Date: June 28th, around 7:00pm. Before the storm. During the storm. After the storm. Othmar H. Ammann designed the bridge with a new theory at the time called deflection theory. This allowed him to increase the span length due to less weight […]
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Tags: Othmar H. Ammann, Storms, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse watches birds. Tonight we saw one bird in the fading sun. Which was one more than we usually see. Which begs the question: Are the birds not usually there? Or are we just learning how to see?
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Tags: Birds, Palisades, Sunsets
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. Today it’s off to Pittsburgh for the weekend. Travel is so much fun these days! But at least the sky is clear. We’ll miss the bridge. And Zephyr. And Dante, who would like to remind everyone: not every cat is a lolcat! […]
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Tags: Airports, Clear, Sky, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse rather quickly dies of lung cancer. Chronic pollution is a lot like chronic pain. You know it’s there but it’s hard to get rid of. Particularly when everyone’s doing it! Sometimes it blows right in the window. And makes us wish we lived in Vermont. The oily black smoke of […]
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Tags: Asthma, Dickens, Industrial Revolution, Landlords, Lung Cancer, Polluters, Slumlords, Views
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