The Old Cars

I’m beginning to feel as if I’m living right smack in the middle of the intersection of Past and Future, but where Present doesn’t yet exist. It feels like a small detail that’s been left out; a detail only I’ve noticed. I can clearly look forward and see what’s ahead; I can turn around and … Continue reading The Old Cars

Early Mornings

There are a lot of benefits to living in New York City, but as all New Yorkers know – there are also tons of drawbacks. Every single morning, I am woken up by the fury of several loud, complaining, shaking delivery trucks driving by my second floor apartment bedroom window. It’s the sound of 10,000 … Continue reading Early Mornings

It’s been too long.

2009 proved to be a very tumultuous year for many people, including myself. While writing about frivolity and asking silly questions is my all-time favorite pastime, I just didn’t have much free time as I would have liked to devote to this blog, between looking for “serious” work or a full-time gig. Along with everyone else, I’ve felt the pinch … Continue reading It’s been too long.

My Memorial Day

This year, to honor the memory of all of our servicemen and women, I decided to forgo the regular barbecue hopping and take a serene, introspective walk all over New York City, sans company. Here’s where my little feet took me:   And here’s what I saw:         Please keep in mind … Continue reading My Memorial Day

Ziploc Bag.

This happened a while ago, but it’s so good, I had to share it here: Most New Yorkers probably feel they’ve seen everything, myself being one of them. Well, now…it’s official. I have seen everything. But I bet you’ve never seen this. New York has cornered the market in crazy. Now this is a different kind … Continue reading Ziploc Bag.

Disaster always strikes when you’re late to a party.

I love parties. Meeting new people and instantly forgetting their names; drinking cocktails and eating food I didn’t have to prepare; taking drunk photos that don’t make sense the next day – I love it all and I’m game. So I was psyched to go to my friend’s uber-modern, co-ed baby shower/barbeque. I was not psyched, … Continue reading Disaster always strikes when you’re late to a party.