Category: Life in the City
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Dear Those Without Children,
If you find yourself walking down the street one day and happen to see a mother pushing a screaming child in a stroller, before turning to your hipster girlfriend to comment about the situation, make sure you do one of two things: use your inside voice so said mother can’t hear you or say something…
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Empty Cages Collective
It’s been a couple of weeks since I wrote about Empty Cages Collective. Since then quite a bit has changed. Thanks to many of the people who graciously visit this Web site, ECC received a great number of donations. Lisa has had her arms full with kittens, cats and adoption events, but she expressed to…
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Needs.
I take Em to the playground a lot. He uses the kiddy swings and I let him run around for a while even though it makes me nervous and I usually need an antacid afterward. You see, Em doesn’t always have the physical ability to necessarily do what he wants to do without causing himself…
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Francisco DeFlaviis – The Lone Juror.
Joseph Petcka, the man arrested for beating a 7-pound cat to death, had his day in court recently. The jury came back hung: 11 to 1. After five days of deliberations eleven people were in favor of convicting Petcka of aggravated animal cruelty. A lone juror by the name of Francisco DeFlaviis did not believe…
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CNN Outside Lehman Brothers Headquarters.
Forgive me for the horrible quality of this video. I don’t have the fancy equipment needed to do this. Plus, our TV died last week, so we’re using the 70-dollar tube we purchased from a Radio Shack in San Francisco. But it’s clear enough that I think you’ll get the point. The United States woke…
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Smart Indeed
This is for egirl because of what she responded with on this post. The trucks were there last night with a big ol’ spot in between them. We woke up to this: I actually left a note on their car letting them know they made our morning. Hopefully they get to it before Hanna does.…
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He's In Dirt. And I Don't Care.
I grew up playing with dirt. I grew up lifting rocks, collecting salamanders, crawfish and wooly bears. My nails and hands were always filthy. I was constantly outside digging and exploring the woods around our Central Pennsylvania home. I loved the outdoors, which is why I am really itching to get out of Brooklyn and…
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Tuesdays With Murray (Chapter 56)
Murray was orphaned at a very young age. I’m sure many of you know that already. He was so young he had to be bottle-fed by human hands. I talked over Chapter 56 with Murray and he agreed that those human hands are what I need to write about today. Murray was nurtured by two…
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Alternate Side Parking and the Social Contract
I mentioned some time last week in the comments section that I was having some issues trying to live here and be a mother at the same time. I’m having difficulty with things like grocery shopping, alternate side parking, and just getting around in general. One of the hardest problems I have had to deal…
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Brooklyn Parents and Friends:
I know this is a long shot, but if anyone out there wants to get together to watch the game tomorrow, hit me up with an email. I know this is totally last minute. Nevertheless, TJ and I are looking to get a group together to watch the Spain Vs. Italy game. It’d be great…
