A Chrysanthemum by any other name

I spose this is some sort of chrysanthemum, but i am not sure. Took the pic this Saturday at the Union Square Green Market.

Mei dick? or yours?

The sign says it all

The Cigar

The cigar… often portrayed as a stereotypical rich man’s accessory.

Sigmund Freud smoked about 20 a day. The smell of Freud’s cigar wafting through the consulting room provided a special sensory connection to the therapist as the patent lay on the couch during a session. For Freud, cigars conferred a special insider status, symbolic membership in a community. This was the community of psychoanalysis, but it was also a community of men, and becoming a cigar smoker was an integral part of its initiation rites. His disappointment in his nephew's refusal of cigars and his anxiety when his colleagues did not smoke reveal a man highly invested in the ritual value of smoking and highly attuned to the role that sharing a cigar with a friend or colleague plays in cementing social bonds.

This is my bathroom floor. Notice how it matches my boxes.

Mount Washington winter summit attempt 2

Meh…. So this is the day we attempted Mount Washington for a 2nd time and never made it. The summit temp that day was about 5 F and winds 80-100 mph. I’d estimate we got to about 5,400 feet this time. I’m pretty pissed…. was hoping to summit on the 2nd try. There were several technical difficulties which I really don’t feel like explaining. Anyway, aside from all that it was an interesting time, there were many feet more of snow then last time, and specifically there was probably about a foot a fresh snow on top of it all. Right before the end of the tree line (where it’s too high for trees to survive) we put on out last layer, put goggles on, and covered up ever bit of skin. As soon as we past the tree line inot alpine country the winds just went all out on us. I’d estimate they were averaging 45-55mph. There were a few gusts that almost pushed me to the ground… pretty exciting stuff. After some time, my goggles began to fog… and the fog would immediately freeze, which totally inhibited my visibility.
In this cold weather, water bottle parkas are necessary… it’s a thick insulting container to hold your water and keep it from freezing. Just my luck, at about 5,000 feet I forgot to zip it up… my whole bottle froze in a matter of about 45 minutes.
I guess this picture is at about 3,500 feet. I couldn’t get any pics at the higher altitudes because the combo of cold, wind and snow just made it impossible to stop once past the tree line.

Trying out all my headgear before the trip tomorrow. Forecast for Saturday’s ascent is about 3 degrees F. but chances are it wont be anywhere near that number, since its hard to forecast over 1 day at mountain.