The good thing about having lost weight as I’ve gotten older, is that I’ve lost weight. The bad thing is that I’ve gotten older. What’s that saying? Every time one door opens some troll pokes you in the eye with a sharp stick. Or something like that. This week I’m in New York reporting to [...]
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Hobnobbing With the Hob Nobs
Sacramento Street Carts: Where Horton Has Not Yet Heard the Who
Poor Sacramento. It shoots itself in the foot and wonders why nobody comes to visit it in the hospital. Sacramento is not a “destination city” and never will be as long as the City Council has anything to do with it. We don’t know what tourists even look like. We don’t get visitors, except for [...]
Distractions on a Manhattan Sidewalk
Have you ever walked behind a person, let’s say it’s a chick, and she’s got some distracting element about her and your mind is now occupied with nothing but the pesky needling of that distraction for the whole three or four blocks you’re stuck following her, which is helpful in some ways because it does [...]
I’m a New York Party Crasher. And a Supermodel.
So I’m at this blogging conference in New York a couple weeks ago and I end up at this party hosted by some chick and her friends at some bar on Columbus Circle, although why we continue to egregiously celebrate Wrong Way Roger by erecting statues in the middle of the roadway around which people [...]
