The New Leaf Cafe. It’s a restaurant in Fort Tryon Park, which is beautiful. The restaurant is owned by Bette Middler. There’s a slope up to it, and grass as green as money, and dogwood trees the color of frosted lipstick. Because the restaurant is near the Cloisters, there’s a few tourists; because it’s uptown beyond the concept of ‘Uptown’, there ( Read more... )

It's been, what, four years since the infestation at 106th and Columbus, and Greg and I still fly into a nocturnal panic whenever we get an itch while in bed ( Read more... )

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First of all, Michael Savage, a conservative radio talk-show host with a penchant for asshatery, recently said that people who have autism are faking it. I'm glad Michael Savage blew the lid off this well-kept secret. You know who else is faking it? Amputees. They're so faking ( Read more... )

G and I went to the Central Park Zoo Saturday because why the hell not? We'd originally intended to go to the Bronx Zoo but--funny story--Friday night Greg got really high. The result of his high-titude was that he missed my (sober) sarcasm when I said that getting to the Bronx Zoo two hours before closing would be plenty of time for us to see ( Read more... )

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Apparently, Alex and I sleep alike, which amused Greg. We let Alex sleep in the floor of the bedroom last night because it was 90+ degrees and we only have the one AC in the bedroom.

I kinda wish Greg had at least covered my legs before snapping the pic.


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Went to Coney Island today, and to the East Village to get Alex's ears pierced.


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Alex and I went to the Ripley's Museum (sigh...) today. We also came across the guy climbing the Times building.


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A few months back, a friend visited the city, bought two tickets for the revival of 'Sunday in the Park with George,' then failed to go. He passed the tix on to me, with a note saying that I could call the box office on the day that I wished to attend, and they'd see if seats were available.

So, Saturday, Greg and I decided to go. I called the box ( Read more... )