Surviving December: Larrimor's Windows

I'm one of the only people in my group of friends who works downtown. That seems odd to me, especially because in Boston it was unusual if someone did not work downtown. I've been downtown nearly every day for two and a half years now, and something I've truly enjoyed during my walks around town at lunch are the Larrimor's window displays. I've actually never thought to photograph these and document them, but they are normally truly bizarre. Their holiday offering, "It's Christmas in Pittsburgh and My True Love Gave to Me..." is a great example of why you should venture downtown more often. Goofiness abounds.

One view of a great city.

Two steep inclines.

Three Stanley Cups.

Four parking chairs.

Five golden rings (plus one).

Six Penguins Skatin.

Seven pickles picklin'.

Eight perogies fryin.' [sic]

Nine heads by Andy.

Ten gunbands snappin'.

Eleven Steelers chargin'.

Twelve I.C.'s chillin'. [sic]

Gender Roles - OR - Finding Quiet Time in the Cathedral of Learning

The other day, I needed some major me-time. I had a lot going on up there in my brain. In college, whenever that happened, I would head right for the Cathedral of Learing and tuck myself away in a corner and figure out whatever it was I needed to figure out. And now, ten years later, I found myself instinctively heading for the good ol' "drunk compass" thinking I could get the necessary thinking done and take some photos of the Cathedral and its rooms all decked out for Christmas. However, the Commons room was blocked off for an event and the Nationality Rooms were being used in some seemingly weird scavenger hunt organized by the Boy Scouts? I don't really know!

So, before I found myself a corner to hide in for a while, I saw these windows, and knew they needed to be shared.

Girls like: birds, tennis and gardening.

Boys like flying kites, running, playing baseball, and fishing.