curi·ous {Old French curios} Drawn to investigate, prick up the ears, ponder for the sake of pondering. Enticed by mysteriously labeled bottles.
vo·luptu·ary {Late Latin volupturius} A lass devoted to the pursuit of pleasure. An unabashed epicurean, hedonist, libertine, sensualist, lotus-eater.
Perhaps only a New Yorker can grasp the profound unpleasantness of a two hour post-dinner commute (Upper West Side to Noho! Two hours!) that included both walking that bowels-of-hell 7th-6th Ave underground tunnel and also waiting on the F platform while crankily streaming with sweat in the still at midnight 90 degrees/100% humidity as MTA [...]
and then, from my rooftop, birthday moon!
After a looong day of packing in Brooklyn it is supreme to take a last bit of energy to commute to swanky temporary digs in NoHo, around the corner from the once CBGB. Rooftop garden allows me to admire the ubiquitous water towers of the NYC skyline and spy on my firefighter neighbors.
The city is [...]
Triangle Below Canal Street, a city nook I love.
Greetings from day two of packing up the basement! Well, not even packing yet, just sorting and throwing away so very much (nearly 28 heavy duty garbage bags already, not including recycling). It was a 12+ hour day, so I’ll let the post-basement beer-and-burger-seeking pictures speak for themselves. Just this: old drafts of screenplays, so [...]
A couple mornings ago I woke up with Rappers Delight in my head, (a bottla ka-o-pec-tate!) which was confounding, as I don’t generally do the disco edition of musical self-torture. I realized it was because they sample the riff from Good Times by Chic, and that is a summer song to me, and it had [...]
Swift and Cottonwood seasons are upon us. The air floats with singing, swooping birds and fairy puffs that sneak in through all the windows and get caught in your hair. In the parks, the ground appears almost snow-covered. Here is a modest representation, offset by the heels I was bicycling while wearing, Berlin-style, baby.
Alfonso points [...]
Well, no, no one set a hideous, dangerous judicium Dei task before me, to determine my innocence.
Just a grabby headline. Probably should use an exclamation mark too.
I guess more accurate would be “hit the ground running!” this indeed, I have done,
while also spying into Berliner’s flats on my morning commute.
Now I emerge from a month-long, [...]
And then a month passed without post. Hmmm. Well between novel writing and copy writing (teaching myself a whole new gig!), there’s not much writing ju-ju left at the end of the day. And a time (it appears to be seasonal) to contemplate many of life’s practical questions, and ruminate over the push-pull of the [...]