I like it when parades happen outside my office. I couldn’t help but have a private moment with this one, and let my heart momentarily swell, and things, and leave my Dad and brothers sappy voicemails. …
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my moleskine friend
For the last four years I have sworn by these guys. Soft, little, practical, amazing. There’s JUST enough room to keep track of all of my crazies on each day – some of which I …
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Celebrities
Now: honestly, I usually do not geek out too much over celebrities. I’ve shared the elevator with Matthew Broderick a number of times and not even blinked. Well I probably blinked. But not because of him. But …
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jealousy
I am jealous of you. Simultaneously, you are jealous of me. Ergo, we chase each others tails, and thus, the world goes round? Or something? Are we meant to stew in our envy – or …
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and so, another cat
My queens of Astoria have a cat that almost rivals baby kitty. Ladies and gents, Huckleberry, who enjoys lounging upon refrigators, other cats and coats.
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my ladies!
My ladies played the Ars Nova ANT fest last night and they were totally amazing. They integrated some fun video things as well as some little monologues I wrote for them to proceed their songs. …
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We Do Things
Steve and I tend to always do the same things, as we’re both so busy and there’s little time for the adventure that stems from nothing to do. If we’re gonna go on a date, …
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josh K: A fairytale (with severed limbs)
Once upon a time, there was a playwright boy named Josh K, and all of his friends liked him a lot, not just because of his good looks, unrivaled humor, or sweet / quiet self deprication, …
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oh, sorrow
Oh, woe! The woe of attempting to recreate a perfect salad that exists only in your sense memory. It had nuts upon it. And a tomato of some sort. And a lemon or basil or …