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We met two years ago today. We’d exchanged a few emails and a couple of phone calls. I’d stood her up twice, once to help out a friend on short notice and once because I (really) got sick. Our first … Continue reading →
Tag Archives: real life
On the Bus
I can’t help it – I just have one of those faces. I stop in a public place for a minute and someone has to tell me their life story. I was riding the bus home the other night. When I … Continue reading →
Family, of several sorts
Smitty and I went on vacation. On ‘vacation’, that is, in quotes. We don’t know how to go lie on a beach. It’s possible we just don’t know how to relax, period, but nothing in this trip promised relaxation. We flew … Continue reading →
Take Me Out…
Smitty and I went to a ballgame – Brooklyn Cyclones vs the Staten Island Yankees, at the Cyclones home field on Coney Island. It was a great date. Smitty said she thought the seats were kind of high up and … Continue reading →
A Matter of Vision
I was walking with Smitty on the Lower East Side the other day and we passed the housing development she and her sister started life in (before moving down the street). The place is one of several affordable-housing complexes built in … Continue reading →
Levon
Levon Helm. If you don’t know the name, go to YouTube and listen to ‘The Weight’, ‘The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down’, ‘Up on Cripple Creek’ and ‘The River Hymn’. That’s just prime-era Band songs. He won Grammy’s for … Continue reading →
Year One: Summing Up
The great thing about the Internet is all the information it makes readily available. The bad thing is…well, the same thing. This blog went live on April 1, 2011. My most sincere thanks to all of you who have come … Continue reading →
Star Trek Saturday
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLe8_eKqrnI&feature=related”
I’m sick. Nothing serious ( I assume). I’ve got a temperature, I’m achy and woozey. My ex used to insist ‘Woozy – that’s not a word. It’s not a word.’ Now, of course, I could whip out my smartphone and … Continue reading →
The Boat
On Staten Island, it’s called The Boat. ‘Does this bus go to The Boat?’ The Verrazano-Narrows was once the world’s longest suspension bridge and is still the start of the New York Marathon but nobody calls it The Bridge. We’ve … Continue reading →
Winter Idyll
It snowed yesterday. Manhattan was a Stieglitz photo, drifting flakes muting the colors of the old town and rendering them pointillist and impressionistic. I awoke with Smitty, serene and beautiful, asleep next to me, Zeus her cat snoring lightly … Continue reading →