Archive for February, 2008
Coolness!
by beehive on Feb.29, 2008, under Coolness
It’s been a wild ride of a rough week, and I sure as heck couldn’t wait for Coolness! time to finally arrive, wash everything away, and start things fresh. I think we need to show some extra force this week with some bee photos…
We start with a big, fat bumble bee climbing up the stem of some sexy bee balm.
Here’s that same bee having landed atop of a bloom of a bee balm…and with the right imagination you can almost see that the bee is most likely humping the bloom.
Lastly, we have the very same bee clawing its way deep into the nectar of the bloom…
I can’t wait for late spring and early summer to get here, cause bee balm smells SOOOO good and sweet, plus watching the bees go nuts for it is pretty spectacular, and equals Total Coolness!!!
Afternoon Sleepyhead
by beehive on Feb.29, 2008, under Uncategorized
I think that the street meat guy slipped me a mickey in my lunch yesterday. Take a look at what I looked like when I barely came to…
This is me barely staying awake. I had apparently just done alot of work, apparently completed it correctly, since it was all approved, and managed to do it all without my eyes truly being open and focused, or with my brain working in an alert fashion.
Right after this shot I put my head in my left hand, particularly at my eyes. I blocked out all the light for a minute, possibly two, and then tried everything to try and become more alert, but it was hard.
Me thinks street meat guy has either been checking out my bum and likes what he sees, or has begun taking peeks at the banana photos that I’ve been posting and can no longer contain himself.
Pooh Or Bambi?
by beehive on Feb.29, 2008, under Uncategorized
While reading page 211 of my friend Janice’s new book, Have You Found Her, I read about a game that she and her friend SamÂplayed.
I’m not quite sure what the exact game was, but the question that came up was “Would you rather have to kill Winnie the Pooh, or Bambi?”
I wish that I had thought up such a question. It’s such a double edged sword of question, that I just love it.
There’s plenty of room to reason why you would be in such a situation that you would have to kill one of them, whether it be to save your own life, for food and water, a dare, whatever.
Winnie the Pooh? I could never kill him. Pooh is a mentally developed animal, he’s too lovable, soft spoken, and kind - he’s a one of a kind. Bambi on the other hand…
Bambi’s an undeveloped and stupid baby deer, a deer that’s probably carrying around all sorts of ticks full of nasty lyme disease - plus Bambi’s one of thousands of orphaned deer, and is not special.
So there you have it, if I’m ever put in the situation, Bambi would HAVE to go…are there any possible Pooh killers in the world? What could possibly make someone rather kill Pooh over Bambi? Anyone, I’d love to hear about it.
Silver Cup Studios
by beehive on Feb.29, 2008, under Uncategorized
Commenter Tracy from Pennsylvania wondered about my view of Silvercup Studios, since her favorite show “Rescue Me” is filmed there, soooo…here it is…
It’s the massive block sized building in the center there. It’s surrounded by the on and off ramps to the 59th Street Bridge. I worked in this here building for years before ever finding out that thebuilding pictured was in fact one of the studios of the neighborhood. I always had envisioned the studio to be more Hollywood-like, with an outdoor backlot of sorts, but I guess since NYC itself is the best backlot, actual backlots are fairly useless in NYC.
Please, don’t get excited knowing that the Sex and the City apartment with the stairs is a block away…I have never watched the show, so I’m not sure whose building it’s supposed to be, but I just know that it’s on a historic block over….yeesh.
Spring Snowbells
by beehive on Feb.28, 2008, under Uncategorized
While it is technically still winter, and ice cold freezing outside today, spring is around the corner. Check out these snowbells that I found…
Soon enough daffodils and tulips will be up as well.
I can’t wait.





