View across Rt. 46 from the Rockaway Diner. I'm sure I was waiting for a tuna melt, my usual order then at diners. I think I'd just re-watched "Crumb" and was influenced by R. Crumb's drawing of "stuff we don't notice"- power lines, utility poles, things that crowd our vision every day. I was so obsessed with recording clutter that I didn't bother to indicate the tree line. Either that, or my tuna melt had arrived.