Neck Strain New York Style
Spent the last few days back in my home town of New York City and boy is my neck strained!
The compelling need for me to look at windows, and in particular windows that have been tinted.

I saw huge gaps and failed film at the UN Building.
While everyone else marveled at world peace; I'm staring at half inch unacceptable gaps and seams across the entire rear glass. (OUCH!)
I stared up at the Javits Convention Center where the top floor facing south has completely failed. The film hanging off like a spider web. I'm thinking of the scaffolding required and how hard it might be to rip that crap off?
Checkerboard glass of purple, blue, silver on apartment houses line the avenue.
My window tinting eyes fixated on the number of windows per floor X 40 floors.
The Big Apple should be very happy that I returned to my tint reality back here in Florida.
This is my curse of window tinting.
The compelling need for me to look at windows, and in particular windows that have been tinted.

While everyone else marveled at world peace; I'm staring at half inch unacceptable gaps and seams across the entire rear glass. (OUCH!)
I stared up at the Javits Convention Center where the top floor facing south has completely failed. The film hanging off like a spider web. I'm thinking of the scaffolding required and how hard it might be to rip that crap off?
Checkerboard glass of purple, blue, silver on apartment houses line the avenue.
My window tinting eyes fixated on the number of windows per floor X 40 floors.
No joy in tint land.
So near and yet. .so far.
I'd love to ring every door bell if only I could get past the doorman!
The Big Apple should be very happy that I returned to my tint reality back here in Florida.
I'll take an Advil for the neck!




Don't you just hate it. When I see work like that, all I can think of is "WHY". My 2 cent's.
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