Our lives and the lives of our friends are currently divided into the Haves and Have Nots: people who paid the extra for HBO, and people who rely on the goodness and charity of those people to invite them over to watch Game of Thrones. Continue reading
A lot of the time, I feel like a New Yorker. I will argue with you over where to get the best slice in the city. I often tut at the slowness of pedestrians. I once saw a rat try to stare down a Pomeranian. I tell cab drivers if I want them to take the Westside Highway or not depending on the time of day. I know how to get to Carnegie Hall. But there are still times when I feel emphatically, culturally Other. Continue reading
It was my friend Molly’s birthday this week. She turned 25 and celebrated with whiskey and an origami competition in a dive bar on the lower east side. By 10pm she was in reflective mood, looking back over her quarter century on the planet and considering the lessons life had taught her thus far: Continue reading
Excitement in the Physics department. Christine has acquired an automatic stapler. Put the papers near it and it staples. Hands free. “It’s literally the Most Amazing Thing I Ever Saw,†said Jon, a man who spent the last couple of weeks looking at cosmic rays in the Chilean pampas. Continue reading
Making cheese sounds like the kind of cooking project other people do. I live a few blocks away from Murray’s cheese. Why would I make my own? But ricotta is a different beast. Continue reading
When my sister was little she had a pet rabbit. It was probably the best rabbit in the entire world, we thought. For example, it once peed on an ex boyfriend of mine. Continue reading
“If I won 625 million dollars,†said Wanda, the post room lady, “I wouldn’t tell a soul. Not one soul. Or people would want a piece of it and I will not have that shit. I will not.†Continue reading
A friend of mine has been experimenting with internet dating. “It’s not crazy town like it used to be. 1 in 5 marriages start online. It says so on the adverts. I know those things have small print, and it’s probably 1 in 5 marriages between people both called Alex living in Wisconsin start online, but still. It’s worth a shot.â€
A few days later she forwarded me this email, sent to her in hope by a prospective date: Continue reading
Leaving Gorilla Coffee the other day some friends and I found ourselves strolling in step behind a dad and an eight ish year old kid. The kid took a sip of his drink and let out a sigh. “Life is totally unfair,†he said. “All I want is a shark. Just a small one. I really don’t see the problem here.†Continue reading
