





I went to the Brooklyn Museum to the the Paul McCartney exhibit, "Eyes of the Storm." They are random photos Paul took during 1963 and 1964, an important time for the Beatles.
He didn't plan any of it and that's what makes it so great.
I'm not a fan of the Brooklyn Museum, it's impossible to navigate and they have a rude staff, but I went for the Paul exhibit.
Maybe it was just a bad day for me, that same day I was sitting in Union Square along with dozens of other people, and the rainbird type sprinkler came on. Hard. And it hit me right in my face along with wetting my whole right side from head to toe. Some stupid teens thought it was funny, but it did feel good in the summer heat.
On the subway a big heavy guy in one of those big ass wheelchairs ran over my toe. He backed up right over me. My toe is still hurting, hope it's not broken.
And a chocolate Mister Softee dripped onto my new white sneakers. The cone had a hole in it. The guy in the Softee truck offered to give me a new cone, but I told him no problem. Then I saw the big stain, that looked like a black bullet hole.
Oh yes. On another train a guy comes up to me. Puts on a rubber glove and shoves it in my face. I don’t know what that was about. We were the only two on the car. I ran out at the next stop.
Just a random Wednesday in paradise.
The subway car.
I saw this exhibit at the Chrysler museum in Virginia. It was really cool.