Has anyone else in the neighborhood (East Village, Lower East Side) noticed the proliferation of bundles of stuff, often on piled-high shopping carts, loosely attached to parking poles. I know a Chinese woman is associated with the shopping carts. This huge pile on East Second Street seems a bit overblown. Big enough to live in, but it doesn’t have the feel of habitation. Could it be the sad result of someone’s eviction?
ratherbebiking says:looks cozy. i would live there
Everytime I’ve seen Blaine do one of these stunts he looks to be in pain or bored witless. They are calling this thing a gyroscope, I think it is more correctly called a gimbal. He was not spinning when I saw him. I had to search a bit to find him, as he is not directly in Times Square, but in a parking lot on 46th Street near Eighth Avenue.
A gimbal is a mechanical device that allows the rotation of an object in multiple dimensions. It is typically made up of two or three pairs of pivots, mounted on axes at right angles. A three-axis gimbal may allow an object mounted on it to remain in a horizontal plane regardless of the motion of its support. Shipboard compasses, chronometers, stove and even drink holders are typically mounted on gimbals to keep them level to the horizon at all times. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gimbal
I think he could create some cool chaotic gyrations if he started swinging around, but at ten this morning he had barely the energy to raise a hand or nod his head.
They are predicting rain for the next two days. I wonder if they will put a tarp over him? These endurance stunts are kind of creepy. We get to know too much about his bodily functions. And now I’m imagining his clothing bloating with the rain and him marinating within on this 3-dimensional spit. This is not pretty. But to tell the truth. I will probably check in on him again. But, David, please mix some street magic in with the creepy endurance stunts.
Most of the news reports I’ve seen call this thing a gyroscope. A gyroscope would be a useful thing to put in a set of gimbals, but unless he starts to rotate at a high speed, this is not a gyroscope. I’m sure it was chosen for its resemblance to the sponsor’s logo. The sponsor is giving shopping sprees to needy kids, if he escapes on Friday.
One prevalent theory among truckers is that chicks dig them.
Robert Marbury, an artist who photographed dozens of Manhattan bumper fauna for a project in 2000 (see urbanbeast.com/faq/strapped.html), said he had once asked a trash hauler why he had a family of three mismatched bears strapped to his rig.
"He said: ‘Yo, man, I drive a garbage truck. How am I going to get the ladies to look at me?’ " Mr. Marbury recalled.
They’re Soft and Cuddly, So Why Lash Them to the Front of a Truck -By ANDY NEWMAN