Bagel Watch 2010. Day 8.

It lives.

Mystery reader: Stand up and identify yourself.

Is it Frank Sinatra? Jimmy Hoffa? Judge Crater?

Or is something nefarious going on?

The NSA? The CIA? Dick Cheney?

Or something extraterrestrial?

Is our precious slice of asphalt and used bubble gum
being watched by aliens?

Working al Fresco.

What could be better than catching some rays on 39(8/9) while you work?

Bagel Watch 2010. Day 6.

Broken into a dozen pieces or more, but still there.

Splat.

From the Archives: 1968

Like many 39 (8/9)ers, I am endlessly intrigued by our Block of Broken Dreams. I recently spent an afternoon poring through the archives at the New York Public Library. I was able to secure a number of classic photographs of the welcoming bosom of ol' 39. Thank you Arthur Lindstrom of the NYPL for all your help! I am currently embarking on the costly and time-consuming process of transferring the photographs from their classic metallic plates to digital and will share them as they become available. Here's the first...

Parking lot. October 6, 1968. (Look closely! The bagel was there!)

Bagel Watch 2010. Day 5.

Last Thursday eagle-eyed observers of "the Lot of Dreams" noticed a beaten but uneaten pumpernickel bagel amid the garbage and pigeons.

It was there on Friday.

Would it last the weekend?

Or would it be "rat-ified" or be breakfast for a hobo?

I'm pleased to report, it's still there.

All the news that's fit to schmear. That's 39(8/9).