Monday, November 2, 2009

In Which You Discover The Origin Of The Dilapidated Magenta Umbrella You Bought in Chinatown

Scene: The corner of West 4th and 6th Avenue, New York City Halloween Parade

The streets were swollen with people, so my friend and I climbed onto a traffic light pole so we could see. We thought it was the perfect spot until it started raining and people’s umbrellas kept getting stuck in my earrings and hair. I‘m sure that more than one person went home and wondered why they had a long blond hair in their umbrella spoke.

During one of several “Thriller” dance sequences, I dropped my own umbrella. I stared at it, debating if it was worth sacrificing my prized perch to retrieve. As I was about to jump off, a diminutive Chinese woman walked by, stooped down and discretely stuffed the umbrella into her bag. As she darted swiftly through the crowd, I was transfixed. I knew that any effort to catch her would be futile, so I decided that my second best option would be to take a picture of her on my snazzy Razr phone.

As I was grabbing onto a pole for dear life, I was only able to snap this masterpiece:




I sent it into NYPD for analysis and will let you know if they are able to make a positive identification match.

1 comments:

  1. did you walk on the parade or just watch it?

    ReplyDelete

 
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