Somewhere Along The Way…

This whole thing starts on a Friday evening, at Starshine’s birthday party.
East 11th Street, 10:30PM - There is a naked guy in the second room and a lobster in the bathtub, along with thirty cans of Pabst, two twelve-packs of Rolling Rock, and some blue food coloring to make the whole thing look like an […]

vinegar hill is about a four or five block square neighborhood in brooklyn located just east of the manhattan bridge anchorage
vinegar hill is the only neighborhood in northwest brooklyn that in any way resembles the way it looked in the late 1800s and early 1900s
vinegar hill is set
vinegar hill is exactly what i saw
vinegar hill […]

It has become apparent to me, in the middle of yet another glorious hiatus from work, that I am terrible at this “maturity” thing. Having spent the past 12 hours doing mostly nothing aside from walking and staring thoughtfully off into space, I nevertheless find myself happier, more satisfied, more in tune with myself than […]

So due to yet another one of the bazillion Jewish holidays that occur in the month of April, my work is closed tomorrow and Thursday - prompting many of the people who have kids to bring their offspring in to the office, as all of the high-ranking company senior staff are (of course) not here […]

When I was clumsy and thirteen,
I dropped a cup of boiling tea
On my crotch. I quickly pulled off
My clothes, but not quickly enough,
As the tea burned me to the first,
Second, and third degree. That hurt
Was epic and original.
On all fours like an animal,
I crawled, naked and new, upstairs
And into the living room, where
My mother, my […]

“Why do we inflict pain on those who feel it as acutely as we do? Is it because we can’t be bothered to translate ourselves into the mind of another? Is laziness of the imagination the root of evil? Is art then a way to fight evil? But what art, how to find that art, […]

I feel compelled by a sudden urge to catalogue the various things that make me swoon with love over this city of mine and the lives and things contained within it. So I will do that. Bear with me, this may be cheesy and/or longwinded.
The dirt. Forgive me that this is the first thing that […]

I swear, dirty old men can smell a hangover.
It happens to me almost every freaking time I do my particular version of the Walk Of Shame - that is, I am shuffling bleary-eyed to the subway in order to drag myself to work after having consumed far too much alcohol the night before (on a […]

Having finally snagged a few minutes in which I can sit down and breathe like a normal person in the midst of the chaos that is BUNAC applications, tax forms and work nonsense (will these people ever get tired of switching offices? and will they ever find someone else to use as a pack mule?) […]

The most accurate indication of a live concert’s awesomeness is, of course, the extent of one’s ability to hear properly afterwards.
On that note…
WHAT???! SORRY?? WHAT DID YOU SAY??? WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT???!!!!!!????
Yeah…it was THAT good.
(He touched my HAND!!!!)