Tuesday, August 30, 2016

It's Not The Heat, It´s The Indignity

The Kid Brother came over this morning and he, San Geraldo and I took a walk for an early lunch at an air-conditioned restaurant in Coney Island. It's about a 15-minute walk. It was a very hot day. The minute we left the building, San Geraldo started to sweat (excuse me, Dowager Duchess, he began to perspire).

"Oh, this was a mistake," he soon said.

He took out his IKEA dish cloth and wiped the back of his neck.

"I don´t know if I´m going to make it," he said.

The Kid Brother and I slowed the pace for the very uncomfortable San Geraldo.

He DID make it to the restaurant, but not before sticking the dish cloth under his baseball cap.

(Click the images for bigger chickens... and other things.)

ABOUT TO CROSS SURF AVENUE. WHAT ARE WINGS FOR?
TO PUT SOME DISTANCE BETWEEN US AND THE PUBLIC EMBARRASSMENT. 

When I pointed out "the look" to the Kid Brother, he said, ¨What the...?!?," shook his head and moved a few feet away. I joined him.

After a very pleasant — and very cool — lunch, we decided to take the subway home. San Geraldo rode the two stops to The Duchess´ apartment and The Kid Brother and I rode another 15 minutes to his neighborhood. It was hot (remember?), so the Kid Brother suggested a stop at Carvel´s for ice cream.

THE ALWAYS PRESENTABLE KID BROTHER ON THE ¨F" TRAIN AFTER LUNCH.
(ALTHOUGH I THINK IT´S TIME TO REPLACE THAT 'GOOD LUCK' YANKEES CAP!)
FORT HAMILTON PARKWAY SUBWAY STATION, BROOKLYN.
A LONG, HOT WALK TO THE STAIRS.
OCEAN PARKWAY IN THE KENSINGTON NEIGHBORHOOD OF BROOKLYN.
NEAR THE KID BROTHER´S DIGS.
TWO BANANAS FOSTER SUNDAES. A BRILLIANT IDEA.

Saturday, August 27, 2016

Kid Clobbers Clowns

I spent the day with the Kid Brother today. We walked; we talked seriously; we chatted; we did Abbott & Costello, The Honeymooners, Superman, and Get Smart routines.

We ate Nathan´s hot dogs and fries. We drank root beer sodas. He played skeeball and we both played arcade games. We shopped. We had a great time together. But the highlight for us both, I think, was when he knocked out a bunch of clowns.

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AT THE 100-YEAR-OLD ORIGINAL NATHAN'S .
THE KID BROTHER IS AN ORIGINAL, TOO, JUST NOT AS OLD.
THE COLOR-COORDINATED KID BROTHER IN FRONT OF ONE OF THIS YEAR'S CONEY ART WALLS.
(LOTS MORE OF THESE GREAT WORKS TO COME...)
CLOBBERING THE HIGH-POINT CLOWNS FIRST.
SELFIE SIBLINGS POST-CLOWNS.

Friday, August 26, 2016

Los Ciclonicos And The Cyclones

As you might have noticed, San Geraldo regularly complains about what he calls the cyclonic winds (los ciclonicos) that regularly whip up throughout the year, but primarily in winter, in our area of the Mediterranean (Alboran Sea).

The Dowager Duchess lived in a similarly cyclonically susceptible area on the Atlantic Ocean where it approaches New York Harbor.

IN NEED OF SOME SKIN RESURFACING?

The "cyclonic winds" in Brooklyn are also less common in summer, but we had one of those days last week. If you were unfortunate enough to be on the beach, you would have received free microdermabrasion. I was on the boardwalk.

BROOKLYN'S MINOR-LEAGUE BALL TEAM.
LOCATED IN CONEY ISLAND AND APPROPRIATELY NAMED "THE CYCLONES."
CONEY ISLAND'S OLDEST REMAINING ROLLER COASTER.
IT OPENED IN 1927 THE DAY AFTER THE DOWAGER DUCHESS WAS BORN...
... AND IT´S CALLED THE CYCLONE! THE DUCHESS NEVER WENT FOR A RIDE.