Living in a tourist area is contemptible. It's as though visitors have on 3D glasses that make your kitchen a Michelin restaurant, and they won't stop elbowing their way to the best table. On the first truly nice day of the season, you emerge from your cacoon and inevitably realize the eating out mentality is pervasive. You sit on the ledge from ( Read more... )

I hate shopping. I realize this makes me an anomaly among females, but so it goes. I've never loathed it so much as I have over the past year or so. Right now, I'm in fairly dire need of an excursion. Nonetheless, thinking about heading out to the stores, even my favorites, ranks up there with the process of doing laundry in NYC. (For those ( Read more... )

There's an expression people throw around: a love-hate relationship, separated by that easy dash, as though it were a balanced scale. But you can't have a love-hate relationship with a person, because there's no such thing as parity when it comes to people. Love-hate is a way of expressing loving against your own better judgment, it's a way of ( Read more... )

It was beautiful outside today: the kind of weather that makes you wish you were a street vendor just so you could stay out and breathe in the crisp air all day long. But not everybody should have been outside today, it seems. This morning, approximately half an hour before I reached the office, a man fell to his death from the top of my building ( Read more... )