I have been simply mesmerized by this growing photo group on Flickr called What’s In Your Bag? I am especially taken by the photos from men, travelers and technophiles. The content of most men’s bags seem so streamlined. How do they get away with so little “stuff?”
Click the photo to see notes on my “stuff.”
What's In Yo Bag?
My bag’s contents vary on a weekly basis. Continue reading →
In retrospect, sweeties, it was the oysters. You can’t feed me oysters and champagne all night and expect anything less than fireworks.
Click here to view my photos and tweets from the 2009 Village Voice Choice Eats event: 2nd Annual Choice Eats Event
You can view all my photos from this event by clicking here.
Click here for Part 1 of Black Hair, Revisited.
During the first few weeks after my office moved from Midtown East to Times Square, I kept my eyes peeled for every new sight, and smelled every new smell. There was Bryant Park with its huge lawn to relax on, the bright lights late at night in the Square and all the tourists milling about at all times, making it difficult to grab a bit for lunch.
One day, when I was walking to Bryant Park to enjoy some time away from my desk, I looked over and saw what was surely a hole-in-the-wall Dominican salon. It had all the markers: a row of chairs with the stuffing falling out of the plastic seats, each supporting the ass of a woman who’s been waiting too long just to get her hair done. Some of those women were chatting away on Sidekicks, some were eating beans and rice from a Styrofoam container picked up at the bodega next store. Continue reading →
Just a quick heads up – I found out last Tuesday that I needed to find a new apt. by Sept. 1. My roommate’s allergic to my cat and she’s the one who’s on the lease, so I’m out. I’ve been thinking and talking about moving for a while. I hate commuting, and I wanted to be closer to work. But I also love my neighborhood and being a Brooklynite.
God provides: I emailed someone about an apt. Thursday night, heard back from her Friday, saw the apartment Sat. morning before I headed to the beach and by the time I got home from the beach I had a new apartment and an appointment to sign the lease Sunday morning. And it’s in my neighborhood in Brooklyn, but only a half hour from my office in the city. Continue reading →