Archive for the ‘Humor’ Category

Call me spoiled or criticize me for want of instant gratification, but I’m getting a bit tired of this reinvent myself, change my life thing.  Perhaps it’s because I’ve since been medicated, so life doesn’t seem so bad (read: misery is motivating).  My exasperation may also stem from talking to lots of people who all […]


Nearly two years after my last post, and exactly two years since I began my legal career, I have come back to the drawing board.  No, I was not laid off.  In fact, I am sitting in my Biglaw office now, secretly hoping to be laid off.  Admittedly, I am too much of a pussy to do anything […]


We should be proud to say that Renny & Reed calls our city home. Actually, not only does the premier florist call Manhattan home, but it also never fails to erect an atrocious display outside of its Park Avenue store. The most recent display, pictured here, caught me by surprise as I wandered from Alice’s […]


If you have yet to hear about ultra-sonic child deterrent, read up, because it’s fresh off the boat in New York. The genius of this idea, coined “the mosquito,” is its ability to scatter annoying teenagers using nothing but a high-pitched, eardrum grating sound only audible to those under the age of 20. In addition […]


There are some things that I always go back to for a laugh. I have a vivid memory of my brother unpacking a box of his crap in our mother’s basement. Somehow, he managed to get the hair at the perimeter of his forehead stuck to packing tape that was still attached to a flap […]


Small Spaces

03Mar08

Max and Sarah Kate’s bedroom. (Notice where the baby sleeps) Many (dare I say, most?) young city dwellers move once per year, packing up their lives, often putting it in storage for a short time before moving into another less-than-ideal space. With consumerism running rampant in this city, it is amazing that some of us […]


Last night I had the opportunity to choose between sitting at home and waiting for a guy to call me, while (of course) wallowing in self-pity, or meeting some friends at Azza, Midtown East’s resident North African-themed restaurant and lounge. What with appearances by Scarlett Johansson and, err, Lance Bass, along with chef Stephen Ferdinand, […]