Happy Halloween! Or, if you’re reading this tomorrow, Happy Day After Halloween. For me, it’s happy for three reasons: Happy Halloween reason 1: No sixth avenue. I’m safely inside for the evening and have no reason to cross sixth avenue. The biggest mistake if you live in my neighborhood is to make plans that involve…
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Gifts for the dad who feels everything
Today is my dad’s 78th birthday. Buying presents for him is always hard. Not because he’s “the man who has everything,” but because he’s “the man who wants nothing normal.”
Not a good sign.
There are only two ways this sign can be pronounced: “doe doe,” as in the dodo bird (at best), or “doo doo.” As in, doo doo.
Best rice pudding signs ever.
Rarely do I post a photo or video not to just make fun of it. In fact, I’ve often mocked this place, Rice, on Spring Street.
Santa came to town. But skipped the movie.
It isn’t easy to give up a tradition. No one wants to be the one to say, “how about we skip our usual tradition” – because, well, it’s tradition. But this year, when it came to my family’s Jewmas ritual, I had to speak up.
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(Comes with free house-breaking wee wee pad!)
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