The photo bug has hit me full force and this little place called New York City isn't helping me get past it. What with providing me a myriad of (or just plain myriad) settings to shoot how can I not want to just be outside all day in 70 degree weather snapping pictures like a Japanese tourist's last day on vacation? By the way, the next person that comes to visit me in nyc is getting an all-expense paid trip to this little grotto in Central Park. I'll even pick up the snowcone tab.

I took the plunge. After a month or so of gut wrenching and eye drying (not so much gut wrenching) research I bit the bullet and made the purchase I've been wanting to do for a year now. I bought a bona fide/ratified digital SLR camera, the Canon 350D. I went the route of getting a body and lens separately and am tickled pink. Yes, I'm that tickled. I'm tickled to a state of pink. Check out Street & Avenue (my photoblog) for some shots once I get this puppy rolling. It's a sleek black metal built-like-a-rock beaut. Just enough chrome embelishments to let people it's got nothing to provie (a la Cadillac Escalade). Hot damn, I'm in love.

I've been really into The Editors as of late. They remind of the The Killers but a decidedly more English flare. Anyway, take a listen to "Munich". I think you'll enjoy. You can click on the photo below to go to their site's music page.

This weekend was the 2006 NYC Car Show. I wasn't really able to take as many photographs as I had hoped though there were more than plenty of nice, pretty, gorgeous, dumbfoundingly sexy cars there I just didn't run into a lot of angles that could do any of the cars justice. Everything from concept cars to the latest and gadgetry the show covered the full gamut rendering me in a state of 3rd degree vehicular lust. My feet were in pain from walking, my eyes sore from the blinding light and monitors, my arms week from caressing the bodies of the cars but I persevered and left without any thoughts of purchasing something new...

Bradley, in frustration, tried to help me by lifting up one of the Jeeps on his back so I could get a better angle, but it didn't really work as well as I had anticipated.

Anyway, I did a little rudimentary stitching and put a few pictures together to give you a grasp of how crowded and big this show was. And to think, this was only one floor (of two + tents).

I knew what I was getting into when bringing my car to New York City so I have no one to blame but myself, but trying to get a spot on Friday night almost caused me a conniption fit. Let's review the numbers:

1:01 hours = 5 miles = Average Speed of 6 Mph = 13.6 mpg.

Oh, that and the $397 per month it costs to park in the garage I'm at. Oh Bob (the manager at GM Parking) how you slay me...