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On the elevator:

Youngish woman: My husband and I went to a go-kart place on Staten Island but they were closed for a wedding so we were driving around and saw a tattoo parlor, so we got tattoos instead.

I'm fairly certain I have carpal tunnel syndrome. Must cut back on the Internet surfing.

I read in a magazine that "oiling" hinges with a cucumber slice will stop them from squeaking, so I tried it on my bedroom door -- and it worked! I can't believe it!

Just got back from London. Updated list to include my last couple of trips, from most liked to least liked. As you can see, London is squarely in the middle. It's nice enough but oddly bland for a big city ( Read more... )

A man on his cell phone was saying that he was staying at the Occident Hotel. He pronounced it "ossident." I corrected him under my breath as I walked by. Too bad I didn't have the courage to say it louder.

My mother told me that she likes "Drive By" by Train and "Blurred Lines" by Robin Thicke. Clearly she has no idea what the lyrics are, which is no surprise considering that she's been having hearing problems lately.

Somebody died in my building today. There was an NYPD DOA sticker on their door when I got home.

A Chinese woman sat next to me on the train. She had two little girls (about three or four years old) in strollers. They girls were wearing traditional Chinese pants, hooded kiddie coats, and scarves.

One scarf was white with flowers.

The other scarf was black with skulls and crossbones.

I believe that vibes exist, but until this morning they were in terms "good vibes" and "bad vibes." I realized that this doesn't make sense. Good and bad are value judgments and the universe doesn't make value judgments. In reality, vibes are actually "effective" or "ineffective." In other words, you put out vibes that further a goal, further the ( Read more... )