A Man, a Plan, a Canal... Buffalo?

How many times have I taken cousins of this picture? Welcome to Love Canal.

Today's theme is holes in the ground—ditches, primarily: Erie, Love, and one you can't quite see that is crucial to the continuing functioning of America as a First World country. New York and backhoes: puhhhhhfect together.

Forget All Your Troubles, Forget All Your Cares

Nor is it a pipe. It's from a site advocating that Parcel 5 in Rochester be used for more than an unneeded theater for touring Broadway shows.

'Scuse me, at this point I have to interrupt. Rob's coverage of Rochester's Midtown Plaza was good, but before our documentation heads west from Batavia, I think we need to talk just a bit more about Victor Gruen.

Day 4, Parcel 5, "Let's Play Two"

the Clock of Nations by Geri Kavanaugh, the centerpiece of the now demolished Midtown Plaza, Rochester

Until we arrived in Rochester, the fourth day of our trip consisted of 3.5 hours on the New York State Thruway. Oh, and breakfast at the Latham '76 Diner, where the waitstaff argued over who would get to serve us.

I'm Beginning to See the Light

Four days in, and already we've fallen behind.

We begin again. After a night with the weevils, the mice, and the recently paroled in a Westminster roadside establishment, we enjoyed the hospitality, delicious stuffed French toast, and nice fresh hash at Gabby's Place. Less than two hours later we were standing in front of the mesmerizing light-based work of James Turrell at MassMOCA. You want pictures? Go to the man's website. We're not here to infringe on anyone over anything. Better yet, get thee to North Adams. Suffice to say that Turrell's work is better experienced—particularly within the all-encompassing environments installed at MassMOCA—than described.