Category: Flashback

Gastro Humor

I found this in the MEMOS.doc I pulled from a few days ago. This was funny, moreso at the time than now but still good for a slight heaving of the lower gut from whence laughter rises. ===== A know someone who works for a Gastroenterologist. All day he takes calls from people who needed […]

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Officecam, 1998

I had a few pretty swank offices at corporate. This was not one of them, but it was still pretty cool and had a view that I actually liked. I shared this room with another production/editor type, who was and as far as I know still is a pretty cool guy. For whatever reason he […]

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First Record I Ever Bought

I bought this 36 years ago, when I was 14. I made the purchase at MacDill Airforce Base, which had a WalMart-style commissary that included a record store. Damn if the record jacket does not look good as new even today. I have not played it in a very long time, so I don’t know […]

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Busted Telephone, Big Allis, 1999 or 2000

Looking through old things, looking for old things, was not looking for this but it’s a couple of cool shots from the obsolete Canon APS film camera that sits in my closet, useless or, at best, a collectors item. These photos should be on 38th Avenue and Vernon, near the Big Allis power plant, unless […]

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From 2006?

This photo was the first thing I ever posted to the original .MOBI, which was not at Sorabji.MOBI but at sorabji.com/treo. I thought this was lost but, what do you know, there it is among other Treo 700p photos from 11 years ago. It is timestamped October 11 2006 but I think that might be […]

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Pencam

I found this batch of photos I took with a piece-of-crap pen camera in either 1999 or 2000. I took time out of my busy day at the Time & Life Building to grab some photos around the T&L and in nearby Times Square. I guess I thought I was being stealthy, since the camera […]

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Cannot Believe I Used To Look Like This

While scrubbing off my “Who Is Mark Thomas?” page I clicked through to this link, which sent me to a scan of an article from the first time I was in the New York Times. I do not remember the last time I saw this picture. I cannot believe I used to look like this. And […]

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1996. Monster Sale! Lutz, Florida.

He was no MIGHTY OG, which occupied a more-or-less permanent place of honor in the front yard of a home in Harvey, North Dakota. But this temporary inflatable gorilla was no less memorable to me. From a distance I thought it was made of stronger stuff, but closer inspection showed its hot-air innards. I used […]

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Biker Dudes. Tampa, 1996.

I’ve been rummaging through old pictures from a Canon ELPH APS film camera I used to use. APS (Advanced Photo System) was supposed to be the next big thing in film photography. Or something like that. I was an early adopter but gave up on it a few years later when digital cameras became a […]

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Prabhupada’s Palace Of Gold. Moundsville, West Virginia.

This was an interesting find. About 14 years ago, after I got whacked from corporate, I hit the road for parts unknown to me, including Nebraska, the Dakotas, West Virginia, and other places in these United States of America. My mother made fun of me for these trips, asking “Why don’t you go to Paris or London […]

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Joe Gioia: Mark Thomas. My Corporate Youth.

Photographer Joe Gioia is to blame for these pictures of me outside 9 West 57th Street, soon before I left my job there to build things called “web site” for Time-Warner. Everyone at 9 West thought I was nuts. Maybe they were right.

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April, 2014: If Ever I Look Skyward.

Lifelong drivel flows safely through the innards of my head, unexposed to scrutiny. I take comfort knowing that human memory has not yet been indexed by commercial search engines.

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Scavenger Hunt: Sent Mail from January, 2011

i’ve had this plan for a conspiracy of sorts. it follows up to something i did in 1991, when i overheard a man at an upper west side diner tell his kids that he’d buy them stuff and take them places “if i had $100.” from his loud mouth i was able to glean his name, which fortunately was very distinctive. i looked him up in the manhattan white pages, and mailed $100 in cash to his name at the address in the phone book.

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Flashback: Detritus from 1996

“Living far away from everywhere lets you think you have somewhere to go. But in the city you just can’t go out for a spin. You can’t escape to some person’s farm without their consent.”

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From My Outbox.

After I got burned so bad last year the first thing I got rid of was my IM and buddy list. I had every messenger ever made sitting on my desktop. So she would always know when I was online.

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A Bach Fugue From the Myspace Era

Assuming it had been deleted long ago I rediscovered a bunch of videos I posted to Myspace during that social network’s brief reign of relevance. It’s a Bach Fugue in C-Sharp, from “The Great 48”.

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Joe Gioia: Polaroids and More at Visiblerepublic.com

My old friend Joe Gioa, a former editor at “Modern Photography” magazine, has been dusting off his negatives and Polaroids, digitizing and sharing them on his web site as the beat goes on. Joe Gioia’s web sites have been around since 1997, when his photography sites and comments were found at Interport.net (acquired by RCN) […]

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Lucy, and Alice Remembered

Tuesday night an elderly woman approached me at 34th Street and 35th Avenue. She wanted to know where 33rd Street was. I pointed toward the street, one block away. She seemed unsatisfied, or confused by my answer. I asked “Where are you going?” She said “I live on 33rd Street,” adding that Key Foods and […]

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My Record of Growth

I don’t remember using the “#” sign as shorthand for “pounds”, but I guess that explains why it is sometimes called “the pound sign”. This is an excerpt from My Baby Book, which my mother evidently stopped updating in 1971, when I was 3½. I saw my sister’s baby book and remember it being way […]

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May 21, 2012: The First Brain MRI

For weeks and months during the summer of 2012 I walked into midtown walls and blacked out on Queens sidewalks while cold sober. For reasons nothing to do with that I saw fit to buy a field recorder. I used that recorder to successfully record nature and ambient recordings. I also used it to record […]

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Family Photos Smeared Curbside

I have found a large number of old family photos at thrift shops, online auctions, and occasionally even on the street. Photos found on the street tend to be small in quantity, and probably just dropped or absent-mindedly mishandled. This scattered mess of family photos and other items smeared across a sidewalk curb tore at […]

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Flashback: April, 2000. Stuck in Los Angeles Traffic.

The woman in my rental car’s rear view mirror was not a hooker or prostitute working the exit ramp, as this image might make it appear. She was tired of sitting in her car during a typical Los Angeles traffic jam, so she got out to smoke a cigarette and stretch her skinny legs.  

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Pyramid Oracle @ 29-14 Queens Plaza East

Pyramid Oracle (who signs his name with a K: Pyramid Orakle) covered the doors of 29-14 Queens Plaza East with this drawing of a hoary looking, two-faced codger. I see a resemblance to Lubomyr Melnyk. This enormous, pleasantly glowering face reminded me that this space was once occupied by the Juan Pachanga Discotheque and that […]

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DININGROOM HOT FOOD PRINTER

A favorite receipt from 1999, one which I think qualifies as accidental art. This is from a Lincoln Center employee cafeteria, which may or may not still exist at the same 66th street location at which it was located in 1999. I was never a Lincoln Center employee but a friend of mine was. I do […]

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October, 1999: 1.3 Megapixels Oughta Be Enough For Just About Anybody

Picture of a man on 6th Avenue, October 22, 1999. Stealth photography was in its dying days in 1999. Today you need a 46-megapixel sensor in your retina to get usable street photography pictures without the publicly paranoid suspiciously singling you out for shame. Even then you’d run the risk of being noticed that your jittery eyeballs are snapping up photographs of public people in public spaces. I said a long time ago: The 21st century will be known as The Public Century.

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The Years Pass Like Minutes Now, Like Strangers.

25 years ago today I left home for… Home. I remember so many details of the Amtrak trip to New York, which started with a weekend layover at a college friend’s place in Bucks County, PA, that Updike-ian “Rabbit at Rest” suburb of Philadelphia. In return for said college friend’s accommodational kindness I paid for […]

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