(Nothing says every idea has to be earth-shaking or mind-bending; I bet even Einstein had boring ideas in between the good ones, about better ways to fold clothes, or make a toothbrush last longer.)
The full title of this is Bleecker and Bleecker and Bleecker. I took the picture in the Bleecker St. subway station one day when I was feeling bleak enough to notice the grim rhythm of the receding columns, but not so bleak that I didn't bother to take the picture.