This weekend, I settled into the cinematic cocoon of air conditioning with my son (blazing NYC heat be damned) and watched Fantastic Four: First Steps. No timeline gymnastics. No needing to rewatch 12 previous movies or decode multiverse spaghetti. Just a solid MCU film with a pulse, a […]
The other day, while walking to work with coffee in hand, existential dread lightly simmering, I passed a young woman passionately lip-syncing into her phone, mid-stride, with choreography that would’ve made Paula Abdul proud. Yes, a really old reference here. And there I was, a blur in the […]
Just when we thought we could enjoy summer in peace, bare feet on the grass, a little iced coffee on the porch, a moment of non-crisis they’re back. No, not your ex. Not that coworker who still “forgets” to CC you on emails. I’m talking about the Spotted […]
The other day, a praying mantis showed up on my porch. Just sitting there. Regal. Zen. Slightly judgy. You know the look. As if he had just stepped out of a tiny insect-sized yoga retreat and decided to pause at my doorstep to whisper, “You’ve got this… but […]
This past weekend, I fell into a documentary double feature that was less popcorn and more psychological ponderings. First, the freshly Emmy-nominated Martha Stewart documentary, and then “Billy Joel: And so it goes” (because let’s be honest, we’re all in the mood for a melody, and Billy must […]
From the vantage point of my dog-dented couch, where fur flies and life lessons simmer, I’ve come to realize that my middle dog might be the philosopher of the pack. While some chase tails, he chases inner peace. And by that, I mean he has fully subscribed to […]
It’s been hotter than a sidewalk hot dog cart in mid-July New York. The kind of heat that turns your eyebrows into tiny sweat dams and makes you question your life choices. Like why you didn’t just move to Iceland during the pandemic like you half-joked. So there […]
Wednesdays are strange, little beasts. They’re the mid-week meh. The sandwich filling between the optimism of Tuesday and the quiet desperation of Thursday.Monday gets the complaints. Friday gets the glory. Wednesday? It just is. Showing up every week like an underappreciated middle manager in creaky loafers and a […]
Sometimes a song hits you not because it’s about you, but because it feels like it saw you. Or at least someone like you. Or someone you once aspired to be in a club bathroom at 2am in 1999. Cue Coldplay’s “Viva La Vida.” Officially, it’s about a […]
Today, I treated myself to a city sampler platter of joy. A little culture. A little culinary delight. A little walking-off-the-week energy. And here’s the kicker. It was all done with barely any crowd-dodging or line-weaving. Score. First stop: an off-Broadway play.You know the kind. Small theater. Big […]
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