Posts Tagged ‘The George Washington Bridge’

In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Date of Photographs: April 13, 2008 The clouds over the bridge were riveting today. It made us remember: once we were in Vermont, on tour with the band. We were eating dinner at a restaurant overlooking Lake Champlain. (The sixth great lake.) […]


In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. Time and Date of morning photograph: March 21, 2008, 5:15pm-ish. Notes: This is the view of the George Washington Bridge from the north, in the remotest and most abandoned part of Manhattan. We see the pilings of an old pier and — […]


In which The Gay Recluse promotes remembrance of things past. Today we received this letter from reader Steve in Manhattan: I, too am obsessed with the George Washington Bridge, and have been ever since as stoned youths me and my friends cavorted in the park on the New Jersey side that is directly below the […]


In which The Gay Recluse ponders a photograph of the George Washington Bridge and provides an interesting (and possibly depressing) fact. Date of photograph: February 24, 2008 Notes: We were rushing out to buy donuts and didn’t notice the reflection of the window to the right. (Oh well.) Interesting (and Possibly Depressing) Fact: The George […]


We were woken up by the crash of something large and fragile, not in the bedroom but somewhere close, definitely inside the apartment. The first inclination was to blame Dante or Zephyr, but they seemed equally perplexed as we examined the crystal decanters in the dining room and the earthenware collection in the living room […]