Being up on the 28th floor in midtown you get to see some interesting things, the winds up here carry all sort of stuff and yesterday they were carrying ghosts.
well, kind of. Somebody down around 30th street was making big foam ghosts (looked like the kind of foam you get from putting dish-washing soap in a washing machine) that were flying up and down by the buildings around me. When the first one (and the only one that got so close) was near my window I was too busy trying to figure out what it was and I didn’t take a picture. In fact I was almost convinced by a co-worker (aka red neck Ames) that it was Styrofoam, but I knew they were ghosts and made sure my eyes stayed open for the next ones that will come.

When they finally did I was ready.