Two things I won’t miss about 2010: Pomplamoose.

Have you seen these two? If you haven’t, consider yourself very lucky. For most of the holiday season, I’ve had to grunt, grind my teeth and bear through these incredibly annoying Hyundai Holiday commercials, over and over and over again. Every commercial break, there they are, on a loop, singing their syrupy, high-pitched versions of holiday … Continue reading Two things I won’t miss about 2010: Pomplamoose.

Dear Swine Flu,

I feel sick today. My head is congested and my stomach is upset. I have no appetite. This has me concerned because I always have an appetite. Is it you, Swine flu? Or regular flu? Something I ate? Something I didn’t eat? Who coughed on me? Yeah, I think it’s the Swine Flu. Joe Biden … Continue reading Dear Swine Flu,

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.