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August 9, 2011

Motherfucker! I just realized I forgot to bring my camera with me. I’ve been leaving it by my bag so this wouldn’t happen again, but I had to go to work early today (I had to be there by the crack of noon!) and must’ve left it behind. That kills the plan I had, because I’m not going all the way home and then traveling somewhere else. But since I stayed home last night I do feel like I should do something, so I thought I’d go home, get my camera and wander around where I live. Just a random night in my neighborhood. Why the fuck not? Next stop, my apartment where I’m hoping my camera is. If somehow I lost it this post is going to be a little bit dull tonight.

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Okay, this is how stupid I am. I'm back in my apartment and sure enough, my camera and phone were on the futon where I left them and forgot to pack them inside of Gumby. I just said to myself, "This'll be good, I'll take a picture of the camera on the futon." Then I realized that I needed my camera to take that picture, so here's one of the phone and Gumby. And yeah, I talk to myself, you got a problem with that?

Wow, the beer selection in here is a little anemic. I need to fix that before the night is through. Okay, it's out we go.

And so it's down the steps we go, out into my neighborhood.

Here's the Hollywood Diner which I've documented earlier on this blog.

And next to the Hollywood Diner is the Wine Gallery liquor store.

Marilyn Monroe is featured in their front window.

A flavaboom just opened up here. Just what this town needs another frozen yogurt place. Okay...full disclosure, I come here at least once a week. You make your own fro-yo and they have a toppings bar where you can put whatever you want on top. It's a chain place, but it beats the shit out of the fucking Olive Garden up the street.

Here's Maffei's Pizza place. This corner pizza parlor has been on the block forever and has great pizza. I eat here a lot.

They're closing up and the guys inside posed for this photo.

And here's the fucking Olive Garden. Ecch. Hey, I just thought of something. We're a couple blocks away from the Chelsea Hotel. Jeremiah Moss recently wrote a great post on Jeremiah's Vanishing New York about spending the night in the Chelsea Hotel the last night before it closed. It's one of the best things I've ever read on the internet, check it out here: Last Night At The Chelsea. Let's go check out the Chelsea Hotel.

The Chelsea Papaya Dog! Well we have to stop in here. Sorry, Al!

A dog and a papaya drink. I wish they had beer in here, but what are you going to do?

I couldn't resist an ebony and ivory ketchup and mustard shot before I go.

And here it is, the dimmed Chelsea Hotel sign. I tried to get a shot of it using a flash so you could see it, but I couldn't get it, it was too dark. It's like a ghost that refuses to appear.

Here it is brightened up via Photoshop.

The canopy remains for now.

The hotel is temporarily closed. Sorry for the inconvenience and to all the tenants that we threw out, enjoy the street!

Take a picture now, because when it reopens it'll probably have a Chipotle in the lobby.

The El Quijote is a great restaurant next door to the Chelsea Hotel, I need to stop in here one of these nights.

Okay, the last stop of the evening is the Blue Valley Deli. My corner deli. I'm in here almost every night of the week for my two staples of life.