The Diddler is back. No, The Diddler is not a Batman villain. It’s our nickname for the guy who plants himself outside our window a couple of times a day to have a smoke and jerk his fly up and down. Once or twice, I’m pretty sure he’s actually whipped out his thang and jerked that […]
KEEP READINGNew York City
Top 13 overheard remarks from an insufferable woman eating near me at the bar
I love to eavesdrop. I wish I were better at it. My friend Victoria can not only pick out individual conversations in a noisy room; she can even stay fully engaged in a conversation while listening to the one at the next table. Super-overhearing is one of the top 3 superpowers I’d pick, right after […]
KEEP READINGLuxury Crack Den Oasis! A guide to real-estate speak.
My husband and I are looking for a new apartment. No, that’s not ours in the pic above. But we could still use an upgrade. We want a real kitchen, a second bathroom, and a second bedroom for my office. (For some reason, Steven doesn’t love having my piles of papers and DVDs in the […]
KEEP READINGtrick or treat, smell my costume
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 […]
KEEP READINGGifts 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.”
KEEP READINGNot 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.
KEEP READINGBest 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.
KEEP READINGSanta 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.
KEEP READING“C” is for Child Star
Sesame Street was my one big television appearance as a kid. Being in the show open every day for several years can go to a kid’s head. I’m lucky I didn’t end up like the Diff’rent Strokes kids, bless. Other kids around the neighborhood were regulars on the show. I was jealous of those kids. […]
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