I’ve found that the most profound sense of being truly alone in a big city is when you’re sick or hurt. You really have no one else to rely on and you’re at your most vulnerable. And it never fails to amaze me how most New Yorkers just can’t be bothered to show a little… Read More Where have all the good Samaritans gone?
I feel like I’m falling behind in the business of proper blogging. I’ve given up on trying to be a foodie — let’s face it, not having a digital camera really gets in the way of that sort of thing. I haven’t posted many other interesting experiences –again with the lack of digital camera; I… Read More An obligatory links post.
Egads, it’s already December — which means that January and February of 2009 aren’t far behind. How did that happen? The years have begun to fly by. When I was younger it seemed they dragged on forever. Now, in a blink, I’ll be 31 and living out my fifth year in New York City. And… Read More Still haven’t got the write stuff.
Much of the last several days has been spent watching coverage of the absolutely horrific hostage situation in Mumbai, India. Every hour, it seems, we switched over to one news channel or another to see what was new, or just watch the same thing be hashed and rehashed. But for me, all of the coverage,… Read More No thanks to ABC News this Thanksgiving.
Sometimes, it really seems like navigating a New York sidewalk should be an Olympic sport. It’s like an obstacle course, where your obstacles are actual people. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to step away at the last second lest someone barreling down the sidewalk run right into me. NO ONE moves… Read More They (don’t) like to move it move it.
Celebrities have always been a vocal presence on the political scene and, indeed, now more than ever the line between politics and entertainment have blurred. A WWF wrestler was elected governor and so was the Terminator. People look to The Daily Show for their political coverage, The View becomes one of the few programs to… Read More Cause celeb.
Moving in New York City is an exercise in self-sufficiency. Moving in New York City with a bum ankle and a bad knee is an exercise in insanity. It’s times like these where I miss the small town life, and the ease with which you can call up a buddy with a pickup truck to… Read More The way she move…
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