Off the “6″
“This is a Brooklyn-bound local “6” train,” a mechanized female voice announced. Her tone reminded me of the anchors—detached yet seductive. I quickly stepped into the car, pressing my purse firmly to my side…
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“This is a Brooklyn-bound local “6” train,” a mechanized female voice announced. Her tone reminded me of the anchors—detached yet seductive. I quickly stepped into the car, pressing my purse firmly to my side…
September 17th, 2005 at 3:14 pm
Cool blog! Glad I found you! (Where have you been all my life?) :*)
I have a blog about SEO and seach engines if you are interested in that stuff.
Thanks for blogging!
September 17th, 2005 at 3:17 pm
Wish you were in New York, anonymous. You could help me design a new site and figure out all these damn HTML codes. I’m clueless!
September 17th, 2005 at 3:24 pm
:) I love NYC! I wouldnt live in any other place. I love the subway also, and im certain it is quite safe.
The html stuff is a pain, but after a while it starts to seem more logical. The templates for blogger are horrible, but can be tweaked to work well.
R2000
September 17th, 2005 at 3:32 pm
N.Y N.Y!!!!
The Big Apple Rules
September 17th, 2005 at 3:33 pm
Big Apple Rules!!
Love In The Big Apple
September 17th, 2005 at 5:54 pm
you suck!
September 17th, 2005 at 6:03 pm
You write really well. Its a pleasure to open your page and read your latest post.
Keep writing
PS : I wish I were half as good as you
September 17th, 2005 at 6:07 pm
There are no purse snatchers here, and no subway “6″ cars. Not to mention Belles. What is here are clear air and open skies. In this case I am not sure that is a positive thing.
September 17th, 2005 at 6:08 pm
I have to laugh, it seems anonymous is conflicted.
September 17th, 2005 at 6:33 pm
I, too, was a single southern girl, trying to make it in another big city, but have since been relocated back to my home state. I love reading your postings, as it gives me a kinship with others like myself. I look forward to reading your beautiful portrayals of living in NY, and thank you for letting me glimpse into your life.
September 17th, 2005 at 7:57 pm
Thanks for the comment you left on my blog last night, and sorry about losing your purse. :/
Those anonymous posts with links are usually spammers. You can protect yourself against them by turning on the word validation feature.
I know a good amount of html - if you need help changing something on yours, post a comment on mine and I’d be more than happy to help. It’s kind of fun to do and I need the experience.
September 17th, 2005 at 10:08 pm
hey i just want to let you know i am not the anonymous that says the nasty things, i’m the anonymous that is too lazy to be a “blogger” or “other” - as those require email addresses and making up names….so, i don’t think you “suck” i think you rock!
September 18th, 2005 at 12:07 am
Great post–sorry about the purse though! I’m looking forward to reading the rest of your blog!
September 18th, 2005 at 1:26 am
i stumbled across your blog and now i find myself checking often to see if you have updated. you are supremely eloquent and your writing is beautiful. thank you for sharing that with us. i am not half as good as you!
September 18th, 2005 at 6:48 am
Sorry about your purse.
Came here via a friend, and I’m so happy she found your blog!
September 18th, 2005 at 9:22 am
interesting experience!! well not being in a place where you are comfortable has its own share of problems. but then career etc makes you do waht you need to do…i can understand how you feel, i went through the same when i moved to a big city about a year back. Its not a fun place to be!! when u dont have a clue!!!
September 18th, 2005 at 9:34 am
Brings me back to when I was a brand new Manhattanite. No lost purses though.
Excellent blog, you write well! Looking forward to more adventures.
September 18th, 2005 at 2:21 pm
You’re amazing! You write like I’ve wished I could my whole life. What a great stumble onto your blog.
September 18th, 2005 at 3:36 pm
You make us ‘Boston Girl’s’ seem pathetic and boring… That means I am jealous. Maybe I should consider moving to NYC? My life might bore you to death, literally.
September 18th, 2005 at 3:46 pm
I love your blog!
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September 18th, 2005 at 6:37 pm
Hi Belle,
I also live in NYC and like your writing. I’m not sure how true some of your experiences are, but that’s the best part of the blog. FYI, the 6 doesn’t go to Bklyn. Keep up the good writing and I have a friend who works at the Oxygen Channel if you’re interested.
September 18th, 2005 at 6:44 pm
Ellie, my dear, don’t we all need connections at the Oxygen Channel?
Send her my blog and see what she says. You’re a doll!
September 18th, 2005 at 7:02 pm
you are a southern girl and i am a southern man (way way down south for i live in the southern hemisphere -new zealand). we are no cowboys but we treat our lady nice and cool down under.here the fear of terrorism is a far away thought. that’s the beauty of being isolated from the rest of the world. here in the mountains and lakes where life is so simple and relax.
September 18th, 2005 at 8:14 pm
What great read! Just love your discriptions as I said before. I hope you didn’t really loose your purse! @-}-}-
September 19th, 2005 at 12:15 am
I second their emotions..great writing style and sorry about the purse..happens all the time..lol keep it up..im loving your blog
September 19th, 2005 at 4:32 am
Ahh, the 4-5-6’s all the same if you’re in Manhattan, anyway.
Incidentally I just bellowed “BROOKLYN” at the top of my lungs
September 19th, 2005 at 8:43 am
Only your purse gone? The way that your blog runs, I was expecting at least for you to come to with an ice-pack on your back and a note that your liver had been removed. Of course, I look forward to the next generation of that particular urban legend, with your liver removed but the opportunity to buy it back on eBay.
In London, what happens to you when you fall asleep depends upon which line you travel on. For instance, fall asleep on the Piccadilly Line and you wake up with a note on which is written ‘those shoes and that coat? No!’. Doze on the Jubilee Line and you awake with all your clothes on backwards and a poleroid of what went on tucked into your top pocket. Fall asleep on the Northern Line and, let’s face it, you’re going to wake up stark b*****k naked and if you’re very lucky you won’t appear on certain specialised web-sites in the near future.
…and then there are the werewolves, a real pain in the back-side.
The cowboy boots should have been a warning. Three types of men wear cowboy boots. i) Cowboys. ii) Shorties. iii) Men who are so screamingly disturbed that they might as well paint ‘I am disturbed’ on their naked sweaty torso with the severed limb of the puppy they have just dismembered for breakfast.
September 20th, 2005 at 7:02 am
There is nothing like clothes shopping in the Big Apple.
I like your blog.
October 12th, 2005 at 12:48 pm
wow, you single? lets get hitch and go on a world cruise for our honeymoon.