On Friday I took my nephew Tim (aka Tim Bob of the Northwest) to New York City. It was his first trip to the Big Apple. We had no real plans. After asking many of my friends, some locals and doing research, I was a bit overwhelmed with the options. The night before I asked my nephew what he’d like to see. He said, “Aunt Denise, I’m here to see you, so let’s just see where the day takes us.”
And so we did.
The highlight of our day, could not have been planned. It’s an experiment of sorts and that total serendipitous moment you live for. We got off the LIRR and walked to Times Square. It’s currently closed to traffic and the mayor decided to place lawn chairs in the street. Cheap ass K-Mart type lawn chairs. Grouped by colors. So you have the blue section, the red section, and so on. That was Timmy’s first impression of New York. People sitting in the infamous Times Square, watching the world go by, in a lawn chair.
We grabbed some street chow and joined them.
I heart NY. 
Summer’s finally here – grab a lawn chair!

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June 23, 2009 at 5:41 am
Glenn Coble
I love NYC, too. I have some great memories from my days in athletics; got stuck in an elevator with 12 smelly basketball players for 1 1/2 hours, watched the Thanksgiving parade from my hotel room high above the streets, got propositioned by a “lady of the evening” in front of my team, even paid for a $5 beer at a local pub (12 years ago).
My favorite memory was getting in a crowded elevator to go up to my room in the Hilton. I had to get on and face the crowd because of space. The door closed and the lady in front of me said, “You must be from the midwest.” I agreed and asked her how she knew. Her reply, “Do you see anyone else on the elevator smiling.” They were, after her comment.
I’m a little worried, with that NYC attitude, that there will be several lawsuits brought against the city because of lard butts sitting in those cheap chairs, falling to there embarrassment on the pavement and assuming they need to be paid for their suffering.
Two or three days in the city are plenty for me.
June 24, 2009 at 8:44 am
Brent Dixon
I love those ghetto lawn chairs. Times Square went from royal pain in the ass to best-people-watching-in-the-whole-wide-world.