A Sunday Morning Sad Face.

43rd street between 9th and 10th.
Finally, the snow is gone.

43rd looking toward 10th.

Down in the Village, I exited the subway to find these signs all over.

Ah, they're doing a street fair!

People setting up.

Times gets there first.

No parking, but I guess you can trash your bike here.

But this was the bad part. I got to the Starbucks, where I always sit in the big comfy chairs in the window. But when I get there, no chair. Instead, I find this:

A big table with hard chairs around it.

Me sitting on a hard chair.
Oh, and I shaved off my mustache & goatee.