Untraditional Tradition

Was lucky enough to witness another of Jackie Hoffman's tour de fierce holiday shows at Joe's Pub.

She definitely displayed what The Times referred to as "her lovable air of aggrieved bitterness"...which, needless to say makes her shows the perfect antidote to the holiday insanity that pervades our society around this time every year.

Parts Unknown

Due to a completely unexpected sixty-five degree day, I simply had to exploit this meteorological good fortune by taking a walk around the city.

Although I had tons of items on my to-do list that were going to go undone, it was mentally necessary just to meander aimlessly through the streets. As I walk ideas/concepts/philosophies flit through my head. I am thinking of ten million things at once, but instead of feeling overburdened or exhausted, I am revived.

Long ago I acknowledged that I am addicted to "input". I yearn to see new things and am comforted by the familiar...that's what a walk without a destination does for me. Entertains and enlightens while also reassuring me.

Disco Donuts!

Who is up for breakfast at Disco Donuts?.....Oh wait, it is not 1982 and New York has been overrun by Flunkin' Donuts. Okay...who is up for inventing a time machine so that we can go back to a time when Disco Donuts served the "burger of the year"?

In The Metaphorical Arms Of The One I Love

After an insanely horrible meeting last night, I was going to meet Alyssa and Jeremy for a cocktail. Because the starting point was on the Upper West Side and the destination was Union Square, I decided to forgo the subway and splurge on a cab.

I was in a seriously bad mood, but as the driver entered the Central Park 86th St. transverse I started feeling a mood uplift. Through the park, then turning right on Fifth Avenue I was overwhelmed with elation. Looking through the darkened trees of the park toward the glow of midtown I was kicked in the face by the beauty of the scene. Being in the city, my city, and being reminded of its gorgeousness, made the stress melt away...

Helloween

Is everyone ready for Halloween? I am getting prepared to lock all seven locks on my front door to keep all the hooligans out. Basically due to the (literally) millions of people who congregate for the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade it is impossible to be in my neighborhood after dark.
A couple of years ago I was walking on my block after the parade ended and the costumed masses were hurling beer bottles into the air, which is fine if you desire to be hit in the face by a beer bottle, but not so nice if you don't.
The best part was the cops on the sidewalk literally watching the mayhem...very reassuring.

Times Square South

The 'Hood gets nasty again.

Let's Go Crazy

My block.
Around the corner.
Back in the day this is what my neighborhood was like.

Space Bubble

Is it wrong to not want to date someone because of their neighborhood? I definitely don't think so.

Don't get me wrong, I am not one of these people who say "I never go above 14th St." (although it is true.) I am speaking about seeing people who live too close to your own neighborhood. I need my space...that is part of deal, yo.

Under The Stars, Not Under The Table

Had a quick shower after work and then met Jeremy and Ben for cocktails on the patio at Bowery Bar.

It was wonderful just being outside in the 72 degree air.