I noticed something extremely creepy in the West Village last night. I gazed into an upscale townhouse and was shocked to see a giant 1980s era photo/portrait hanging over the mantle featuring a Ron Jeremy lookalike and his seeming Russian mail order bride. Some close-ups are here and here. It’s such a dated portrait that I have to imagine it’s been hanging up there since the 80s. But what’s baffling to me is that they haven’t gotten sick of it since then. Maybe the couple just died, and the portrait is up for the memorial service? That’s the most comforting explanation I can think of. Any others are welcome in the comments.

Another reason why I love my Mac. This weekend I needed to edit some video in a pinch. The project was going to take about 20 gigs of hard drive space but I was away from my external hard drive and only had about 10 gigs of free space on my laptop. So what did I do? I did what any Mac user would do - I deleted my entire iTunes music folder. It cleared up about 65 gigs of space, and I was able to edit the video and all was well. Then when I got back home I restored all the files with Time Machine, which had automatically backed everything up. That’s how badass I am.

Some sweet sweet irony here. Security camera footage of a man falling off a ladder while adjusting that same security camera.

A sign of the times.

I spotted this customized Wet Paint sign last night on 14th and 6th. Can anyone offer any insight into just what the hell it means?