So here I am, back in New York after a lovely two weeks at the Cape, where I did very little except read crappy mysteries and grow freckles. (If I could turn either one into a new career, I would.) Two weeks is the perfect amount of time to go away, because by the endContinue reading “And Yet I Love Gatherings”
It’s hotter than Mercury here in NYC, which is a problem is you’re a sweaty person like me. Most people sweat in this weather: What I do is mutate into a human sprinkler. I seriously look like I’ve been hit with a hose. Like maybe one of those guys who’s always spraying down the sidewalksContinue reading “I Am a Sweaty Girl”
My week began on Tuesday with vomiting. Not mine, I’m pleased to report. Someone else’s. I got out of the subway and there she was, Ms. Honorary Monday Hangover Right-Now, puking elaborately into a trashcan just outside the 14th street F. Now, if she’d looked distressed, I might’ve stopped and lent a hand. I don’t,Continue reading “Update on the Subway”
Me: Oh my God. Matthew: I know. Me: Look at them. Matthew: I am. OK, don’t look at them. Me: Sorry. They’re just mesmerizing.Matthew: Uh huh. Me: Maybe we could draw little eyes on them. Matthew: [Looking at me in alarm.]Me: And stick a carrot between them! Matthew: …Me: And then do you know whatContinue reading “Two Conversations: Mostly-Shirt-Free Lady on the Train”
Lady Sitting Near Me on the 2/3: Your bag keeps bumping into me!Me: Shhh, no one cares.