The moment
“I’m too tired now. Let’s just get a cab.” And then, the next moment, up she goes, flinging her arms around his neck. And for a moment, I was back there, feeling as tall as the world, looking down on my daddy’s hair, smelling his spicy after shave, and thinking, in that moment, the little girl should never let go.
The Tall Tale of the Precision Pooper
So, as you may or may not know, Chloe is a pain in the ass when it comes to potty time. I guess I have to cut her a little slack because my sister and I share custody (long story–but great to have some downtime–like being able to go out at night after work because I don’t have to rush home to the pup). Well, anyhow, so she’s back in the city after a long time in the burbs, and this generally creates poop havoc…that is, she doesn’t– poop, that is. I am guessing, there is …
The Good News, The Bad News
So, the good news is that the GINOROUS scaffolding on 23rd street which I have spend the last year avoiding is FINALLY coming down. The bad news is that THIS is hovering over the sidewalk now. 
And despite all intentions to be safe, how safe is it? Are these pedestrians just blissfully unaware, or just stupid? But hell, the contractors know what they are doing, right?
Obama’s Fashion Sense: The Real Reason I Voted
As many of you know, I was one of those swing votes. Never seriously considering McCain after Governor Palin’s arrival, I just wasn’t really sold on Obama. I was looking for a sign, ANY sign, that he was a man who had my values. And THEN, this ran in the NY Post: “Brothers”, he says “Stop sagging. You are walking by your mother, your grandmother…your underwear is showing. Come on.” Finally, a sign. What’s your reason?
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You Call This Art?: Part III
When I was young, they called this a tree house. But, that was, like, a very long time ago. I am clearly in the wrong business.
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