some sort of “fit” pun here

I love D for letting me use his apartment in the best neighborhood in Manhattan, it’s been pure joy except for the lack of wi-fi and reliable cell reception grrrrrrr. Anyway. Oh, and also remind me to tell you about the Man in the Newspaper Suit! Where was I? Oh yes. Trying to keep my…

Read More

babies and dogs and dogs and babies

This is my dear friend Chris, currently stuck in a customer service vortex, sitting with me at a cafe in Prospect Park, Brooklyn. I am waiting for him so that we can go to Coney Island! Brooklyn is packed full of dogs and babies. To the hilt. Both sisters had to cancel coming to NY,…

Read More

big city excitement

Thanks to my dear friend D I am staying in a nice little apartment in the greatest neighborhood in Manhattan. the only favor D has asked in return is that I have the toilet repaired. This is involving the building superintendent, a nice repairman, and just a few hours of waiting around, on my part.…

Read More

winging my way

Getting up at Painful O’Clock sucks, no two ways about it. Especially getting up for the privilege of a $40 cab ride, being selected for an extra-special TSA body inspection, and being jammed in a truly inhumane lack of personal space. Seriously, man ahead of me, he’s in my lap and not in any good…

Read More

scenes from wedding #1

A corgi named Dusty in a bow tie Hooray for the newly married, Ellen and Albert Greeting the paparazzi. Note the San Francisco skyline in the background. Location was the Presidio’s Log Cabin. I suggest you get married there; it is fabulous. Um, hello and speaking of fabulous? Ellen the bride. Me, outfit, skyline. The…

Read More

placeholder one

I’m off to wedding number one of this two-wedding vacation. Apparently it’s a sleep-as-much-as-possible vacation, too. I fell asleep on yesterday’s afternoon shuttle to the airport, on the plane, and on Molly’s couch as soon as the pillow was in place. I’m going to visit a friend’s baby before going to the wedding. I will…

Read More

keys keys to your heart heart

My dear friend and ex-lovar D offered access to his New York City apartment while I’m there. D doesn’t live in the country, so this sweet pad in a very prime Manhattan location sits empty most of the time. Perhaps I’ll just move there and not tell him. The only things that I promised to…

Read More

observations as i prepare for my trip

Between San Francisco and New York, I am going to see three of my four siblings — the Elusive SF Brother, and both my sisters in NY (one is coming to NY on my invitation and the other will happen to be in NY). The last time four of us were together was at my…

Read More

frelative

I was re-listening to old You Look Nice Today podcasts and in one episode (Sacks-Minnelli Disease), the three hosts were talking about frelatives, a purposely-clunky portmanteau that indicates a friendship between related-by-marriage individuals. Like, you’re married to a man whose brother is married a woman — that woman is your frelative. The one you hide…

Read More

that stylish extra

I have always loved this girl in “A Hard Day’s Night.” This is the part where Ringo escapes from the Beatles and dresses in disguise so that he can live the day as a normal chap. Here, he says hi to this girl to see if she recognizes him as Ringo, but she tells him…

Read More