
Is it 48th and Broadway? I really don’t remember and didn’t make a notation. It’s near the Morgan Stanley Building. The photo reminds me why I prefer living in Colorado. I should dig up some Tokyo photos. It’s like Manhattan on steroids.

Started its life being run over by a mail truck. Who knew the Swiss were so durable.
Nineteen-years ago I ordered this Swiss Army watch through the mail. I think my son had been gestating for a month at the time. About a month before his birth the package finally arrived.
Seeing the 5×7 bubble-wrap [...]