What? The ? Fuck?

From a memo sent out today:

Today, at 4:00pm, the NYPD will have approximately 80 police vehicles line 5th Avenue from 42nd Street to 57th Street. This show of police resources is intended as a visual display to the public due to the upcoming Republican National Convention. The police vehicles will remain in place, with lights flashing, until 8:00pm. They will then relocate to 49th Street between 5th and 6th Avenues before moving on to their next location.

This makes me think of the opening sequence of West Side Story when all the Jets are walking around, snapping, trying to intimidate. I gotta say, though, I think this may freak out people more than reassure them.

Oh, we have Friday off--the stock market is closed because of Reagan's death.

Shallow, clothes-oriented post

I was inspired to wear something to show off all the new earrings I've been buying lately. I have on white casual cotton pants, slightly cropped with frayed hems at the bottom, fairly low-riding. Because the gold, '70s, stretchy metal belt I have on is made for the waist (not the hips), I hooked the ends into the loops (as opposed to actually hooking the ends together--now it looks like I have two golden arms reaching around my hips, ending just above my pockets). My top is an ice lavender nubby satin Thai top, sleeveless (to show off the tan) ending juuuust above the pants and showing a bit off tummy if I'm not careful. Miracle bra--this top needs it a bit. And white sandals.

The earrings are dangly and old-fashioned with lots of stones in various shades of purple and fuschia.