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4 a.m..sit-ups in the dark, a few leg raises…10 push-ups before peeing like an arthritic racehorse. 4:25…head under the sink, hair standing straight up like a troll doll…gargle…make bed. 4:55…out the door to Starbucks. Stop at all-night fruit stand for … Continue reading
The papers are filled with producer, Harvey Weinstein’s, inappropriate behavior with just about every actress in Hollywood short of Lassie, though she may bark today. The legendary casting couch, has never been so featured. Seems daily, someone new joins the … Continue reading
Time is a strange thing, especially when you run into men you had dates with decades ago. Peter, I’ll call him, was a suit my pal Tabitha fixed me up with way back when. He’s so cool, I remember her … Continue reading
There’s an Italian expression my grandmother liked, when lettuce ceases to be edible…fachadda…meaning, the leaves are dead, shriveled…salad history, if you will. I had a week that left me, let’s just say, fachadda, in every area. It began with a job…a good … Continue reading
My face and I had a meeting that didn’t go too well. We met in the bathroom in front of a three-way mirror to consult what has turned into Pompeii of the lower regions. My chin is headed south like … Continue reading
Home Depot has become the new Tiffany’s since it too is open for breakfast. Rather than Elsa Peretti you’ll find Black and Decker winking from the shelves. Hey girlie, come on over, I’ll show ya what I got. The other … Continue reading
This morning, while running, I met a group of young, dashing Europeans coasting down Harlem Hill. Tall, dark, built like steeds, like a Polo commercial with a dash of Versace thrown in. Their lime green and French blue shirts lit … Continue reading