Monthly Archives: May 2012
It’s fleet week here in NYC, which means that enormous ships are floating along side Manhattan like pods on a space ship, and bars up and down the west side are filled with men in uniforms and the gals and … Continue reading
New York has changed me in ways that I could not have imagined. I now say “awesome” a lot more than I used to (never, in fact) and I have on more than one occasion said “super awesome!” without irony. … Continue reading
I have a friend who lives in Brooklyn, works as a designer and collects vintage T-shirts. Like it or not, he’s what is known as a hipster, and he has the customized converse shoes to prove it. This friend took … Continue reading
It’s interesting to talk to Jon’s physicist colleagues, who often have a very different spin on things that happen in life. “Nobody wants to do local galaxies anymore,” they say in passing at parties.
Of all the tiny triumphs and tragedies of growing things out on the balcony, the fact that the rhubarb sprouted then promptly died is probably the one I took the hardest. And with only a week or two tops left … Continue reading
The other Sunday I shopped for a diamond solitaire. Platinum, Tiffany-style band, at least a carat, perfect clarity and color. I looked into the heart of the stone through a tiny magnifying glass and saw it sparkling back up at … Continue reading
The thought of not being able to watch the Olympics on the BBC is making me consider turning to a life of download crime. Considering, mind, I’m not actually admitting to anything, just to be absolutely clear here.
It was my friend Wendy’s best friend Mary’s YA book launch yesterday, so a crowd gathered at a Soho bookstore to drink wine, listen to her reading extracts from Wuftoom, and celebrate her fabulous achievement.
If you live in New York and you like to eat out, you will inevitably spend a lot of time hanging out outside restaurants with a whole bunch of other people who agree with you that an hour, an hour … Continue reading
Is there any way to eat a cupcake outside the context of a birthday party without feeling just a little bit Sex and the City?