Freeport Road in Aspinwall. All traffic stopped. No young geese splatted on this busy road today. Goose is such a funny word.
And to make today’s post slightly more interesting check out TheFreeDictionary
1. n. a silly oaf; an oaf. Oh, I’m such a silly goose!2. tv. to (attempt to) poke something, such as a finger, in someone’s anus. Freddy tried to goose me!3. n. an attempt to goose someone. (As in sense 2) He tried to give me a goose.4. tv. to rev up an engine; to press down hard on the accelerator of a car. Why don’t you goose the thing and see how fast it’ll go?5. n. an act of suddenly pressing down the accelerator of a car. Give it a good goose and see what happens.
McGraw-Hill’s Dictionary of American Slang and Colloquial Expressions Copyright © 2006 by The McGraw-Hill Companies, Inc. All rights reserved.
- (you) silly goose
- a goner
- a wild goose never laid a tame egg
- a wild-goose chase
- can’t say boo to a goose
- cook goose
- cook someone’s goose
- get goose bumps
- get goose flesh
- get goose pimples
- golden goose
- gone coon, a
- gone goose
- goose bumps
- goose egg
- goose pimples
- goose up
- Kill the goose that lays the golden egg
- kill the goose that lays the golden eggs
- not say boo to a goose
- one’s goose is cooked
- sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander, what’s
- send on a wild-goose chase
- silly as a goose
- silver goose
- the goose hangs high
- what’s good for the goose is good for the gander
- What’s sauce for the goose
- What’s sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander
- wild goose chase
- wild-goose chase
- wouldn’t say boo to a goose
Driving down the Parkway West as they call it (Route 376) the construction area provided lots of traffic.
Cars with brakes and I was able to photograph a scene I’ve just admired from the driver’s seat.
Train cars on the tracks were the added bonus.
Birds of a feather, flock together. Waiting for the horses to drop some grain. My sister spotted these pigeons on a traffic light post.
No zoom lens on the camera so my sister who had found the birds lined up on the pole, walked me across 59th Street into the Park. We were headed for the zoo.
Close-up after we crossed the street- the second shot
and the first shot, before we crossed the street
Cropped and rotated from the bigger photo
Bus checks are necessary as sleeping children have been left on empty (almost) busses
Below Polish Hill, turning onto Liberty Ave into the Strip District. Here is what I saw.
He got out from under the cars as we were all stopped at the red light.
Instead of crossing the road, he kept walking back under the cars.
Good thing I had my camera on the front seat.
Good thing he didn’t get squished. I felt sorry for the groundhog.
Too much concrete to burrow in.
(And my car windows need a wash)
Just a snippet. I saw movement.
Coming under the cars. Oh no.
Go the other way. He did eventually.
I felt badly for the groundhog but at least he finally made it to the side before the light turned green. But what then?
This post inspired by fellow blogger Colline – Wednesdays she publishes a “grateful post”.
Last year at school in the final staff meeting, I was awarded the Most Optimistic Award. I found the little plastic trophy and happy dancing apple in my school cupboard yesterday afternoon and took it out and placed it on my desk. A reminder to remain optimistic,
It’s a new year so don’t want to rest on my laurels, though.
HA! (Just this morning my sister was remembering how dad would say that when he wrote to us)
Would be cool to be a repeat for this new school year, I thought to myself and laughed at myself. A good plan.
Last June Selfie. An unexpected award voted by my colleagues- Most Optimistic
On my way home this afternoon, a different route, there’s a bridge out. What a mess.
It means everyone sits and sits, winds around the corner like snails, waiting to get a quick left turn, the arrow light. It’s a real clog.
I first saw the rainbow on the straightaway and you can see it’s photographed through a tinted windshield.
But then I had to inch up.
What a glorious rainbow.
Were there a parking lot to pull into, I would have done so and gotten the end of the rainbow as it arched into the Allegheny River.
Back in my car since school started, driving around the city all over the place.
Opportunities to see things I wouldn’t have seen if I were stretched in my hammock on the front porch, sipping a lemonade, reading a book, or knitting for winter.
Today I was grateful for the traffic standstill. Got to catch a rainbow. Thanks, Colline. For more posts on Colline’s Gratitude Project, click here.
Uh-oh, can’t see it between the wires as I did when I looked with my eye Interesting wires intersecting.
It gets better and the traffic winds around the bend.
And the other half of the rainbow as I made my way in the traffic
Apparent horizon or visible horizon. The line where the earth meets sky.
We’ve got plenty of buildings and trees that block the clean line around here.
First up – Coney Island Horizon
Another clean line separating earth and sky in Cumberland Ohio at The Wilds
Charleston West Virginia Horizon
New York City Horizon
And a vertical taken in traffic at the red light Pittsburgh PA
Okay, that’s a pretty good sampling of horizons.
Starting to get too many choices to put up. I’m stopping now and going to bed. I thought about going into an external hard drive and finding British Columbia or Okanogan WA but it’s late.
iPhone shot of the bike lane on Bleecker Street being painted
and all over the city you see brand new blue Citi bikes (bike sharing program)are parked, waiting to be rented.
Crew painting the blke lane along Bleecker Street- butter mint green?
The Bike Lane before painting.
You can see the bike lane before it is painted green
Man riding a blue Citibike at Union Square
Lower East Side Bicyclist
Bicyclist watching the man do a flip in Battery Park
Coney Island Bike Rental
Along the Hudson River
man on cell phone on bike
Bicycles parked along sidewalk
Street photography isn’t my thing. Funny to say that after posting loads of NYC city street photos the last week but I mean being a true street photographer is not my genre. Photographing people unaware hasn’t really appealed to me and I felt awkward or intrusive. But in an hours time walking down Fifth Avenue I took 165 photos of people on their cell phones. A lot of them while crossing the street without looking. It wasn’t a plan and I made a little movie of the photos but the end result was monotonous and boring. Even though I got it down to a minute thirty three seconds it was a snoozer. You can determine if the ones I have chosen to illustrate my experience produce boredom in the viewer.
In a couple of the photos you can see three or four people on phones at once.
This is not going to be an ongoing effort to capture people using technology in public. The good thing is it allowed me to get more comfortable on the sidewalk photographing people. Of course, it wasn’t a fair playing field as they were definitely distracted and ignoring me which is how I was able to lift the camera to my eye and take their picture.
How have cell phones affected the way we live? Our human interaction?
Bumper stickers have been around a long time but I haven’t seen them on too many cars lately. Until I drove home from school.