Goodbye, Lady Liberty

For those of you who haven't heard, the Burgs are moving to California in a few days.  As part of the Burgs' Farewell Tour of New York, Erik and Karen paid a visit to the Statue of Liberty this weekend.

Lady Liberty has made appearances at Cool Hand Burg before. But this was the first time we paid her a proper visit.  We had yet to do this in the 2.5 years we've spent in New York which isn't bad at all when you consider that Erik lived in Arizona for 22 years before he visited the Grand Canyon. 

Rear view: Bet you didn't know her right heel was up like that. OK. Maybe you did. But wait.

Left foot detail! Not the actual foot...this is detail from the exhibit inside the pedestal (which explains why there are walls around it).  But it looks like that. And then there's that sign which is pretty great.

Indeed.

C you later.

Apparently these big yellow Cs have been popping up around NYC to spread "awareness about a disease affecting nearly 150,000 New Yorkers." BUT, as the website tells you, you need to stay tuned to find out what the disease is. All will be revealed Sept. 20! Is it cancer? Cholesterol?
The smart money's on Hepatitis C but wait…why are they rolling this out like it's the campaign for a new James Cameron film?

I sense a class action suit around the corner

Mrs. Burg was a little under the weather last week. As part of her regimented "getting better" routine, she opted for some orange juice one morning. It might have been the headcold, but she felt a great deal of distress and confusion when examining the carton:

For a moment Tropicana Corporation's flagrant disregard for clarity had poor Mrs. Burg in a tailspin. Had she opened it wrong? She DID use the straw hole, but the arrow is pointing elsewhere . . . what are these people trying to pull!?

If you or a loved one has experienced similar distraction and anxiety due to this labeling error, please contact coolhandburg immediately. We may have a case on our hands.

The Lasting Effects of Irene

There's often a puddle at the bottom of the Broadway-Lafayette station when it rains. There isn't usually a pond, however.  Mrs. Burg attempted to get a shot of the morning commuters contemplating how to navigate the water without a canoe. Unfortunately, they figured it out before she was able to capture the mayhem.

Big Johnny Depp Fan?

Or maybe they're just really in love with a girl named Wynona (or Winona if you prefer). I think we all were, once . . .

Better Late Than Under Water . . .

You may have heard about this lady Irene who visited the eastern seaboard last weekend, no? Hmm. That seems surprising, because she made a LOT of noise where we lived.

 

We were in Zone B, so weren't forced to evacuate. But roughly 50 ft from our door WAS deemed unsafe and did evacuate. We choose to believe there is real science to these "zones" and move along.  Lots of sandbagging happened in the neighboring Zone A. Some was almost pretty to look at:

See? It kind of feels like installation art. The next place wasn't so into making things pretty, or, you know, effective:

Mrs. Burg's main concern through all of this? Well, running out of ice if the power went out. But her second biggest concern was the Gowanus Canal. We live very, very close to this, ahem, lovely body of water. And she realized late on Saturday night that if we were to flood, the water would very likely come from here:

Mr. Burg took a shot that makes it look like 10 tons of trash and toxins aren't floating in it. Trust us, they're there. Mrs. Burg vowed if a drop touched the house "everything would have to be burned." Fortunately, it didn't come to that.