- New York, New York, USA
- January 08
- Pilgrim, writer, photographer, singer - as long as somebody else cooks! I also hire out as a professional organizer.
MY RECENT POSTS
- The AWESOME Power of Open
February 23, 2014 08:45PM
- My Crazy Commute on Everyone
Else's Snow Day
February 13, 2014 10:29AM
- Watching the Olympics: The
Agony of Defeat
February 09, 2014 08:09PM
- How to Ride the NYC Subway
January 27, 2014 08:53PM
- Hot Dogs and a Dance
January 15, 2014 10:34AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “I hear Gaudeamus Igitur
playing in the
March 06, 2014 11:50AM
- “It makes me wonder if it
might be the boy in his
regularity that is
February 23, 2014 11:17PM
- “Marilyn - sad as you
make me not to have been the
of change here, it
February 23, 2014 11:10PM
- “Tink - yay-hoo right
back to you-hoo. Singing a bit
February 23, 2014 10:52PM
- “Jonathan - Oh
February 23, 2014 09:54PM
This is the ineffective, sadly misspelled warning to drivers - not unlike the owner of the white van pictured here on the right side of the photo.
"Do not blook" - meaning, "for God's sake and saints preserve us all, I can't get out of my… Read full post »
Well, that was interesting.
When I got up this morning, I had the dire forecast on the TV and the view out my window. Didn't look so bad, so I ventured out.
So I am sharing my commute from the Bronx, through Manhattan, to Queens where the ice and wind nearly… Read full post »
It's the Olympics. You are an athlete that has trained for 6 hours a day for years. You moved with your entire family, uprooted them all to Montreal or Manitoba or Lake Placid so you can train with the best coaches on the best rink or the best run. You give… Read full post »
My commute has changed. I say this with more than a twinge of sadness for my former four buses per day. I miss the bus like crazy - but, given the distance I have to cover now, taking a bus is no longer an option. I have gone from taking four… Read full post »
It was really cold last week and I was on Broadway just opposite Grey's Papaya, the iconic hot dog place on the corner of 72nd Street. I didn't want to spend much time or money on lunch so I ducked in and found myself in the midst… Read full post »
It was a tiny bit warmer this morning, but still not comfortable if you are standing on a street corner, waiting for the bus. It's the one real deal breaker. It can be warm enough walking, or warm enough on a subway platform, but there are corners… Read full post »
I took the bus from Manhattan to the Bronx this afternoon. The weather is getting pretty strange and I decided to work at home instead of the library. It's one of my regular buses and the route is something… Read full post »
This morning, I had errands to run. Not my typical commute to Manhattan at all. I dropped off my dry cleaning at the place where they read the Bible all day in Korean and my laundry at the little place out the back door that's painted orange. Then I caught my… Read full post »
There's this coffee cart. When I am waiting for the bus, I stand on the sidewalk and face this cart from across the street. It's directly across the street from my first bus stop in the morning, in my direct line of sight. Unavoidable. And it's hugely misspelled.
Is it time for a bucket list?
I always associate bucket lists with people dying. It's from that Jack Nicholson movie. You wander around checking things off a list, getting things dome, getting happy, and then you die.
So, what makes me think today is the day to put… Read full post »
Foggy today. The temperature is higher now than whatever normal is these days and the air was thick with the anticipation of rain or a cold front or something that was still taking form this morning as I walked out to catch my bus.
Coats are darker now, too. There… Read full post »
Dear God -
Thanks for everything, but in particular, the following:
1) Thank you for my children. Despite my concerted and muffed up efforts, they are all turning out to be quite wonderful. They are nearly all grown up now and they are just a way, whole lot better… Read full post »
So there's all this hoopla about the newly restored 3rd c. tomb frescoes in Rome. Why? Because it looks like the images depict a service, obviously Christian, being performed by a woman.
Here's the thing: so what?
There could be all… Read full post »
Written communication has come a long way, you might say, from the quill and the ink stand, the parchment and the wax seal. But even though we spend way more time typing our thoughts on a keyboard, little notes still get through. Sometimes they are posted with stamps, the way people… Read full post »
If you want to stay on the cutting edge of what's hot and what is decidedly not hot in New York, you need to keep your eyes open and your ear to the ground. You listen to random conversations on the bus, you see what playbills tourists/… Read full post »
There is this guy. I watched him the other day. He was leaning into the passenger side of a decorated car parked on Broadway where there was a pile of white papers and some Scotch tape. Then he stood next to the open door and looked around,/… Read full post »
Driver: "Hi, how're you doing?"
Me: "Fine, thank you. I just want to get to Yankee Stadium. Thank you."
Door shuts, I swap off the irritating video that plays into the back seat of the cab and I pull out my phone to check, well, to check everything.
Driver: "There's lots… Read full post »
Lately, I’ve been noticing people with canes. I understand how useful they can be if you have injured your foot, your leg, for instance. Use a cane while it heals.
But the canes I have been watching are being used by older people. Typically, they are not pretty or… Read full post »
I am just no good for boycotts. I'm sorry. I can't help you.
And it's not that I do not support the many causes that would prompt a boycott. I would be more than happy to support any number of them, but life gets in the way sometimes and so does… Read full post »
I caught sight of a morning moon,
hanging low in a clear
sky blue sky.
I saw it over the bail bonds office
and that real estate place that's never open.
I look up at the planes
taking the sky from you
It’s funny the things you don’t pay attention to when you are on your way to the bus. Most mornings, I’m on some kind of auto-pilot. If you asked me how I got to the bus stop, I would probably stammer something about crossing the street, or stopping/… Read full post »
My house is for sale. No, not the house I live in or the house I own, but the house I covet, the house I long for. I know you aren’t supposed to covet your neighbor’s wife or your neighbor’s house, but I really love this one. It’s for sale now/…
I want to forget September 11. It’s not that I no longer grieve for the terrible loss of life. It’s not that I think we as a nation must ever forget. It’s that I am exhausted by the grief of so many years of remembering. The wounds are still fresh and… Read full post »
Most grownups know that life changes things. As much as we think we know something one day, the next day can bring blazing success, total failure, bitter disappointment, or inconceivable rapture, and suddenly, everything changes.
This is the list of things that I know for certain today… Read full post »