Monthly Archives: November 2012

I was starting to feel like a real loser sitting around in my cozy West Village apartment while hundreds of thousands of people on the east coast still lacked power and vehicle owners waited for hours to get gas. So, … Continue reading →

Wearing a yellow spandex body suit, white fake fur coat, and lots of black makeup, I make a decent Lady Gaga impression as we decipher the subway entrance sign at Bergen Street. We both drank healthily at the Halloween party … Continue reading →

The Agent stands on the agreed upon corner in the West Village, somehow looking just as stoned in his suit and tie as he sounded over the phone. He greets us with a smile and a weak handshake. After saying … Continue reading →

note… I actually wrote this before Hurricane Sandy, and don’t intend it to be any statement about the hurricane or its aftermath.  thanks for understanding. New York City surprises me. The people are all wearing clothes – trendy clothes – … Continue reading →