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…she found herself transformed into a gigantic insect.

Can’t you tell I had fun in Montreal?
This week is a bit hectic so I will post the full vacation report in a few days.
PS - A gold star for whoever recognizes the literary reference.

D and I are going to Montreal on Saturday.  I am so excited because we haven’t been anywhere in ages and I really need a vacation.  We’re only going for 4 days, but even that should be enough to de-stress me.  D has never been, and I’ve only been there as a kid with my […]

One of my favorite places in NYC is Chinatown, especially southeast of Canal and Broadway, where the tourists dwindle and the streets get narrow and twisty. One of my first stops is always the little “mall” on Elizabeth Street. From the outside it looks so ordinary that it doesn’t even warrant a second […]

Wednesday night I went to the ballet for the first time in my life. It was a spur of the moment thing because I was given two free tickets for that night’s performance. Normally, the ballet would be on the bottom of my to-do list, somewhere just below having dinner with the in-laws […]

I’ve been looking back though my journals and found this entry from about a year ago:
“Some things that made me smile and feel happy in Manhattan today:

goths and punks on St. Mark’s
cashier at B&N complimenting my wallet
Grace Church, so beautiful, and the adjoining building with vines crawling over it
lady with baby in papoose - the […]

In a previous post I mentioned that my dad still has the cardboard carrying cases in which I brought home my first pets, two parakeets. The fact that he still has these seemingly useless objects from 1986 or ‘87 amazes me. But what truly blows my mind is the fact that my parents […]

My dad is a total pack rat. Luckily for my mom, or more likely because of her, most of the stuff that he has collected over the years is in the basement. This basement is so full of things that there’s barely a path to walk through from the front to the back. […]

While rocking back and forth on the toilet:
Me: Damn I’m constipated. Feels like I’m pushing a walnut out of my butt.
D: …Ummm…yeah, that sounds really gross, honey.
Me: Thanks. I’m glad I have you to tell these things to.

Sometimes my day is like this:

But too often it’s like this:

and this:

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The guys of Unshelved have got the library world dead on. They keep me sane on the bad days when I just want to pounce across the information desk like a wolverine and disembowel the patron who cursed at me in Russian (or some […]

The first apartment that my parents and I settled in when we came to this country many moons ago cost $90 a month to rent. This is not a typo - ninety US dollars for our Brooklyn apartment. As in one Grant and two Jacksons, or 10 Hamiltons, or…you get the point. Of course the […]