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I’m en route to get my hair done after waking up resembling a rat with an explosion of gray hair. All I need is a tail and a nice hunk’a cheese. As I tool down Amsterdam Avenue, a shamatta on … Continue reading
The minute there’s a whiff of serious spring, the mallards of Central Park couple up. You see the male, his dark green head following the female, who looks more like a Shaker in her simple brown ensemble while she takes … Continue reading
I love the word natty, meaning elegant and debonair…fashionable in dress, carrying that certain extra something with dash and poise, so when I saw this spiffy looking, elderly man making his way to Park Avenue, I took an admirable pause. … Continue reading
Sometimes at exactly 3, I sit straight up in bed as if someone called my name. I sense something, a presence that I realize is just me calling out to myself. My mind at once opens one of two drawers. … Continue reading
Yesterday was 78%. I ran in shorts and a T-shirt, a balmy breeze blowing through my hair. All day the city sang with spring weather, sidewalks filled with the sunny and cheerful. It was as though all problems were placed … Continue reading
At least once a week, I’m asked why I get out of bed when I don’t have to. I want to answer, because I’m not a slug, but am always diplomatic and say, it’s simply a grace to be up … Continue reading
It was the day after the alleged Nor’easter that had everybody scared to death. Turned out to be, just a normal snow mixed with rainstorm, at least in New York City, the Goliath of the Tri-State area. You have to … Continue reading