Play Me, I'm Yours

Since today is Make Music NY Day, I was all psyched to play the Play Me, I'm Yours piano in Grand Army Plaza.  So psyched in fact, that I actually got up at 8:30am (which for me is an olympic event) and jauntily walked to the plaza to find the piano. 

At first I didn't even see it, but then I spotted a tiny yellowish looking thing under some plastic. 

And there it was, sitting in the middle of the concrete -- with cars whizzing by on both sides and gardeners watering the plaza greenery -- looking as peaceful, playful, and cute as anything.  It even had a tiny square bench and funky curvy legs.  (I dig the stripes too.)

The only thing is, it was locked.  And teasingly so, with one of those 3-number-combo gym locker type locks that probably would open if you sneezed on it.  But I have no lock-picking skills (or going-to-jail-skills), so I took some photos, stood next to the Grand Army Fountain to cool off, and sauntered home.

I'll try again later. 

And in the meantime, note to self: When in NY, 9am means at least 11am, possibly tomorrow.  Maybe next week.