up picking

In the midst of stumbling on and off my face lately, I fell through the door yesterday to my very quiet apartment and was immediately unhappy. I kind of reckon Artists have a unique pain thresh hold. And since I hold on to this "every low is followed by a fabulous happiness" I really make a legit effort to limp through. However, some days I suck at it. And yes, it is still a traumatic reaction to an ex-partner's uselessness. I've finally come to...

sunday thai

It’s just after noon in a small Thai joint somewhere in the east 30’s on the corner of Madison. I enter the establishment wearing a t-shirt with a typewriter on it appropriately labeled “writer” in courier print; a tipped Kangol hat; and a pair of men’s carpenter pants, cut to fall halfway down my muscular calves. It’s hot outside. The “shorts” once belonged to my second husband, and someone before that because they were...

lets go to jersey

While Jersey has gotten a few shout-outs in my webland pocket, I've never impulsively jumped a bus there. Not until yesterday... That's right blog tribe, I bussed it to Jersey yesterday. Why? Exactly. Sometimes things just happen. The bus adventure was entertaining. First I went to Penn Station instead of Port Authority. I think the whole "P" word / west side thing scrambled my brains a bit. Fortunately, I was still listening to Allen Stone...

9th avenue International Food Festival

Namaste blog tribe I literally kicked my heels last week strolling the puppies down 9th avenue, when I saw the proud banner putting me on about the 9th Avenue International Food Festival taking place this weekend! Day one was fifteen blocks of global celebration with international deliciousness streaming steady, north to south, day to night. I expect nothing else from today's festivities: people slurping fresh fruit smoothies, licking powdered...

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