Atlantic City & Snow

Since the record deep snowfall down here, everyone seemed to go crazy.

However that's New Jersey.

The city was empty, but leave it to me to spend 52$ on Beachcabs. My journey went from home to St. George's (where I didn't pay for a single drink other than tipping the famous Jessie) then to the Chelsea Pub then a cold knee deep snow walk to Ducktown then back home, in a sobbing embarrassing beach cab ride.

From now on I'll be only taking Sarge (the best Paki in the world), NJ Transit, or Brigantine Taxi if I'm not driving.
Beach Cab, oh WONDERFUL greedy BEACH CAB decided to add on a snow tax on anyone, like myself, who didn't have the time, energy, or tools to shovel the car out of the snow. (should have paid a little kid 52$ instead, at least then it would have gone to drugs)

From my house to St. Georges, 13$.
St. George's to Chelsea Pub 20$.
Duck Town back to home, crying and sobbing, 21$. This reads like a lame credit card commercial.
In Venturing out the following evening, to eat pizza and stay over in AC, Brigantine Taxi was much friendlier.
Making my way to my meeting, very treacherously via Jitney and then through the un-shoveled sidewalks surrounding the Walk.
You would think that since Atlantic City's outdoor "mallish" style shopping area "the Walk" was created it would be important for it to be accessible by foot and vehicle in all weather since it is outdoors.
However while it's main foot paths are clear where necessary, the point where one must cross the street were not. Luckily I have the most amazing balance, and know how to dress and survive this kind of weather.
Pacific avenue pretty clear,the main Walk areas pretty clear, the cross over from one part of the Walk to the other IMPOSSIBLE. Where the area wasn't frozen it was a ice filled moat that would leave your boots ankle deep even with a heel.
AC has issues with Weather, there's no doubt about that, either way, as you all know I still love it here.

Also check out the videos on Youtube of the Nor'easter this past fall:

Atlantic City and weather.

Taken in ankle deep water in October.

The cold and lonely city....

Last night and the night before, winter really made a full appearance. It was cold.

Welcome back Brants!

I woke up in Atlantic City to the loud pounding of rain outside the partially opened window. These old apartment buildings with bars on the ground floor use radiators to heat the whole building, so temperature control is done with the windows.
6am, still dark and gray, and yet the day was calling to me.
Truthfully, I like the rain.
When I got back to Brigantine around 8.30am, I was happy to see a huge flock of Brants out there organizing on the back bay. It's nice to see them back, even though I missed another Snow Geese migration.

Atlantic City....
What can I say...
Last night I drove out to get something to eat off the islands last night, and passed a police blockade, and thought little of it. Thanks to Twitter and the Press, I knew what had happened while I finished off my late night Denny's breakfast. Apparently a man was being talked down off a ledge by a negotiator, as the police had the whole Missouri avenue between the parking garages at Caesars blocked off.

Between that, and half the other non-friendly press things that happen in AC, like the man found dead under the boardwalk, what can we do to truly change the face of this town?

Cleaning it up may be good, but then where's the fun in that?

Boy Larry Mullen, you got out right in time! How's Australia treating you?
BTW, buddy I heard a rumor your ex is asking for 60,000 a month in alimony. Haha you rich fuck!

Do you miss me summer?

I spent my summer playing in the bay. The wild thing I am kept me fishing and kayaking. Not exactly trapped, but spending a lot more time indoors lately.







Now I've got six budgies, so my indoor noises are somewhat wild, as is how I feel. Is it ok to be wild?















Last week my friend and I took the walk with my two dogs all the way to the furthest tip of the North End. One of my favorite places in the whole world, and watched the sun come up underneath of a visible Venus and Mars. Truly a sight to behold...




I hope the summer misses me as much as I miss it.

More Little Beach!

These photos were taken with my throw away Kodak water-proof camera, then scanned into my computer. I was quite impressed with the results. It's true, only real film can capture the true colors of this beautiful place.
While I know I have a map that says you can walk to Little beach, since the last season, that is now no longer true.

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Too bad, I know.
This years Little Beach finds include a dead logger head turtle, a strange injured bird that neither myself or my mother could identify, Very large rope off a ship, raccoon foot prints, lots of Mylar balloons, and many other pieces of trash.
My mother is OBSESSED with beach combing, and recently found a dead loggerhead turtle, some of the carcass had rotted out but not much, it was clear who the owner still was by both sight and by smell. She insisted that my father cut it out so she could add it to her growing collection of turtle shells in her garden.
After the awful duty of cutting out the gray and rotting meat, it still stunk and had a protective sack attached to the inside.
He tied a rope to it, and hung it in the water off our dock where the crabs decided that it was too disgusting for even bottom feeders. About a week after being under water, they put it under a bush for the insects to finish, where the smell was still to overwhelming to bear.
All this for more decoration for the garden.

Well we're almost back to a dog friendly beach, so I'm very excited!

Surf reports....

...and racoon eyes.

Giddy up, Juliana