Life
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Time for a Post
I know, I know. Haven’t posted in ages. Mea culpa. I’ve just been knocking myself out at Gothamist, so all of my posting energy is being sapped. It’s sad. So what can I tell you about the weekend (I’m not even going to try to catch up on last week. It’s so . . .
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Life’s Cruel Jokes
How is it that I can have grey hairs and zits at the same time? Horrifying.
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Food Focused
This morning I read Gotham Gal’s post about how she, a born and bred food person, has had a significant impact over her husband, for whom food was merely a source of nutrition before they met. She describes it as two worlds colliding, and I understand her completely. I, too, am a food person (in
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Thanks, Hugh!
courtesy of Hugh at Gaping Void Somehow I managed not to see this for a few days, even though he gave me a shout-out. True, I was recovering from Vegas, but still. For the record, the bartender is ancient history. And yes, I know I need to spill the details, but Gothamist comes first these
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The Next Chapter
First off, this goes out to the Lovely Miss Katie, who complained that I haven’t been writing as much lately (sad, but true). I had dinner with two friends Monday night. Both are women, but one difference between the two is that one is single and the other is engaged. The engaged friend was sharing
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Sunday Evening Respite
Made it back in one piece from Philly and proceeded directly to brunch with the lovely ladies from the beach house at AOC, then headed to the Duplex for some cocktails and celebrity-spotting (Sarah Jessica Parker and Philip Seymour Hoffman — must have been the day for three-name celebs). After that, the 7th annual East
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Blasts from the Past
This weekend was all about catching up with old friends — Friday night I had dinner with law school classmates (and some of their respective spouses) and Saturday night I hung out with high school friends. After dinner on Saturday we came back to my apartment to play a rousing game of Asshole (which I
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From 700 to Zero
in . . . oh, about a week. I’m using 43 Folders Inbox Zero series on how to keep your inbox empty. Given that for the past five years I have used my email inbox at work as a giant repository rather than a useful tool, this is a huge step for me. Since I
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Three Little Words
The good news: someone told me that he loved me today.The bad news: it was some sketchy dude hanging out on 44th Street. In other news, a family friend visited last night and I was reminded of how much I like La Nacional; this time, I got to taste the paella, which was so good