Here are a bunch of pictures I've taken recently, many from New York and Boston, where Mrs. Generik and I had the good fortune to visit last month, and a few from right here at home. Given my new penchant for black and white, I've included a set of those as well.
Looking back at the Empire State building from 7th Avenue at about 29th Street.
The John Lennon memorial at Strawberry Field in Central Park.
Because there are so very many Ibo-speaking customers out there who otherwise would not be well-served at all.
Mrs. G and me in washed-out reflection while watching the Puerto Rico Day parade.
59th Street at Central Park in twilight.
The view northwest from Belvedere Tower in Central Park.
Belvedere Tower.
At the Museum of Natural History.
Lower Manhattan.
Lower Manhattan from the Brooklyn Bridge. Minutes after this picture was taken, we got caught in a sudden thunderstorm, and were soaked trying to walk back to shelter.
Just outside Grand Central Station, where we met our young friend Marisa for lunch.
The iconic Chrysler Building, king of Art Deco architecture.
Dinner at Durgin-Park in Boston.
Some interesting architectural angles just around the corner from our Boston hotel.
The Bunker Hill Barber Shop.
An abandoned boot on Polk Street in San Francisco.
Fans at the All-Star Game.
Downtown Boston, just outside the South train station, view I.
View II.
Renaming the street outside Fenway Park?
Inside the park, at the Pesky Pole, watching the pitchers warm up.
Fenway Park, one of the finest old stadiums still in operation.
Who's on first? What's his name? I don't know!
Bleedin' Jebus! I saw this shirt at the Pride Parade in SF. Remember -- when you take communion, this is what you're drinking.
Baseballs on display at the Fan Fest at Moscone Center that went on during All-Star week.
Artist Michael Schwab designed the logo and a number of accompanying illustrations for the 2007 All-Star Game at AT&T Park in SF.
Every seat in the park got one of these cushions with zippered pouch for the game.
Before the game started, the Counting Crows performed a brief set. In the middle of their second song, the band was set on fire, and then they 'sploded real good.
Fortunately, a local fireboat came to the rescue.
Leaving by way of Willie Mays Gate after it was all over.
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