My 10mm wide angle lens has been sitting idle for way too long. I began to image it pleading from my gear bag, "please take me to Queens with you". My options were to either (a). grab the lens or (b). seek the services of a psychiatrist. Option (a) was decidedly the more economic and convenient choice. So here is my blue sky neuroleptic substitute for today, a scene from 31st Street in Astoria.