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  • My Sunday Afternoon with George and Nico

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    On Sunday, Nico and George took the Chinatown Bus from Philadelphia to spend the day walking around the city. They were good friends and called me on Friday to let me know they were coming and to ask me if I cared to join them. Given the amount of time I spend leaving the house…

  • New Years Resolution Number 4,213: Be nice.

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    Yesterday, at around 5:15, I headed out to meet Toby at the NYSC on 14th and 6th Avenue. It was only after stepping out into the eerily warm New York air did I realize that I hadn’t left the house in over 48 hours. And 48 hours earlier I had gone to the grocery store…

  • Confession

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    Toby and I recently celebrated our 1 year anniversary. It’s (I’ve been told) the Paper Anniversary. Given that I’m still living through the fiscal wreckage known as Tobyjoe’s birthday and Christmas, I couldn’t afford much. Thinking I was like the smartest most cleverest gal in town, I got him a subscription to the New York…

  • Fat Pig

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    In February, Toby and I have tickets to see Neil Labute’s new creation, Fat Pig. I promised myself that this time around, while living in New York, I’d take advantage of what this city has to offer. Which is why I also signed us up to see The Daily Show (which is booked solid until…

  • 2005

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    We spent NYE at home watching a screener copy of Freestyle: The Art of Rhyme, Strangers with Candy and Regis bring in the new year so monotonously the three of us were nearly hypnotized. What we were SUPPOSED to do, was see the Drive By Truckers at The Bowery Ballroom. But we didn’t. Instead, we…

  • Gina

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    I met Gina through Gerry. So it’s nice they have a names which come close to one another, alphabetically, makes for a nice lead-in. And they are both architects, too. I met her at Enid’s one night. I think it was cold out but I can’t remember. We were both living in New York at…

  • Tales from a Texas bathroom.

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    At a rest stop in Texas, Toby and I pulled over to use the bathroom and buy some bottled water. Driving through the chimney top of Texas is like driving on a heavily-policed piece of brown cardboard. We had driven through Maryland, West Virginia, Pennsylvania, New York, Ohio, Indiana, Missouri, Kansas, Colorado, Utah, California, Arizona,…

  • From left to right.

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    I finally downloaded two months worth of images from one of my cards. Below, are the images taken while we were driving from San Francisco to New York City. I didn’t go all out (like I did the last time.) (Caption, if any, below each image.) (Click on image to enlarge.) This is Tucker. He…

  • Same as it ever was.

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    Nothing major has changed in Brooklyn. And if it had changed, it’s now changed back. I know how folks like to repeat the past. Maybe it’s just that Toby and I have changed too much. After all, most folks don’t completely rewrite their lives in two years. But in a city the size of New…

  • MONTEL DROVE MY HUSBAND TO MURDER ME.

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    Yesterday, I spent the morning cleaning my brother’s kitchen and bathroom. Why, you might ask? Because the Monica in me is fierce. (Yes, I did just make a Friends’ reference but it goes with the theme of the post. Sort of.) Plus, I was bored and for some reason the Internet stopped working and my…