The Main Library of the New York Public Library system is located approximately 3.5 steps from Kamran’s front door. A door that he has lived behind for approximately six years. And yet up until a couple of weeks ago, he’d never been there. Truth be told, I’d only been there once to pick something up, was confounded by the long empty marble hallways, ended up in the children’s section in the basement somewhere, ran away, and decided to go back to being illiterate.
But with Kamran in tow, I tried again, because I needed to renew my library card in order to be allowed to download ebooks from the library website so that I can not only continue being cheap and not buying books but also so I can continue being lazy and doing everything from my computer.
In short, Kamran was astounded at how beautiful and interesting the place was, and I was astounded that I don’t own a piece of artwork with a pooping donkey on it.
one of the long, empty, echoing, marble hallways
the map room, haunted by the reflection from my camera’s UV filter
eerily glowing LEGO lion
Kamran, the bronzed glamour boy
NERDS!
reminds me of something out of “Boardwalk Empire”
pooping donkey artwork!
Kamran, thinking he was really cheesing it up for the camera but basically looking like normal person
Kamran’s usual facial expression
Summers in NYC are so stifling (I know it’s bad wherever you are, but we don’t have air-conditioned cars, so can it) that we sometimes find ourselves just wanting to stay indoors for five solid months. Now that we know we love the library, we’re going to spend all of August with our cheeks pressed to the cold marble floor, copies of Don Juan and Dandelion Wine splayed out beside us.
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The only time I ever went there was when I was 16 and on a field trip for kids who won this speech contest sponsored by the Odd Fellows and Rebekah’s fraternal organization for old people. We were there because there was a follow-up contest, and we were supposed to be studying for that contest. But Steve Gutenberg was there, so all the 16 year old girls from all over the country who had never been to NYC before – let alone seen a star! even one who hadn’t done any movies since the last 3 Men and a Little tween flicks – freaked out and mobbed him for his autograph.
I, of course, played it cool and just gaped at him from my intimidating table with the cool green library lamp on it.
Later, I’ll tell you about how I was discriminated against! (One of the girls thought I was a lezbo)
The more I learn about you, the more I realize we’re probably long-lost sisters.
I’m the good sister, obviously.
Steve Gutenberg, though? I would’ve at least pretended to be taking a picture of myself while actually focusing on him behind me.
Need to hear more about this contest and your lezboness.
Each lodge – hundreds of them around the country – sponsored 1 kid. I probably only won because the other girl who was supposed to give her speech had the flu and puked right before she was set to talk. So I kind of won by default. It WAS a good speech though (I think. I have no idea what it was about). That was the first time anyone in my family had been to the east coast.
I’ll write a blog post about the lezbo thing since it’s all topical now that Barack Obama loves teh gays.
OH MAN. That first photo of K had me laughing.
Nice package.
Dating such a NATURAL SUPERMODEL has been so great for my photography skillz.
Whoa! That donkey is doing some serious poopin’! Settle down there.
And that lego lion= amazing!
You already know what my question is, so I may as well not even ask it.
Ah, what the hell:
So can you really get married at the library like Carrie did (er, was going to) in the Sex and the City movie?
ALL I can think about when I think about that library is Ghostbusters. Were you guys attacked by Slimer?
Gorgeous photos!
We have frequent reader miles on all our cards – so glad to have you join the ranks!
What a dump.
The library, I mean.
Not the donkey.
Seriously, though… BEAUTIFUL photos, U.M!
:)
Pretty sure if our libraries looked like that I’d never leave.
I will never again stand behind a donkey, lest I become a target for rapid-fire projectile pooping. Who knew donkeys pooped the way camels spit?
So this is where I would probably hang out all the time if I lived in NYC. Gorgeous!
And I love that smiling pic of Kamran. Oh and those glowing orbs too.
This place looks awesome, love that Lego lion. We stay indoors a lot too… I can’t handle this Florida humidity, and we don’t have A/C in our car because it’s older than me.
I love adventure time with Kat and Kam!