As a New Yorker you are taught a few things, seemingly right as you come out of the womb into the world. First, you immediately come to understand that New York is the greatest place on earth. You may not be able to vocalize it, but in your […]
When I was a kid, I used to watch everyday the television game The Price is Right. It was a bit of a fantasy for me. I would watch the show and dream of both the small and grand prizes. For the longest time, I dreamt of living […]
I am ostensibly a data geek. Apparently always have been. Although, at times it has been by default. Take for instance when I worked at the US Department of Justice. I could add, I could create graphs and I could (more or less) explain the numbers. Bingo. I […]
This year I flew more than 40,000 miles. I flew countless of flights and was delayed more times than I can count or remember. This year, started using waze (the gps app) in order to figure out how to get around Los Angeles in a quicker manner. By […]
The other day I was shopping. Well, that could have been any day, really. I was at this store. Now that is odd for me since I mostly shop online now. I must say while I love shopping on Amazon, there was something cool about shopping in […]
A few years ago, I used to travel a ton for work. One of the places I had to go to, at least once a year, was Puerto Rico. My Spanish was not the greatest but I certainly tried my best to communicate and get my points […]
Growing up in the South Bronx I was very familiar with the sounds of music late, late into the night. And I do not mean yodeling with Julie Andrews and Christopher Plummer. Instead, there was salsa, merengue and freestyle music blasting into the night on a boom box. Ah, […]
When I was a kid, one of my nicknames besides Mimi was “chatterbox”. I talked and talked. I was an only child until the age of nine. I was used to being the center of attention and to just talking up a storm just about anything. I read […]
I let you down You died before my eyes I saw your eyes cry You didn’t understand Why didn’t I hold you? Why didn’t I cusp your face? Why didn’t I touch your hand? I’m ashamed I’m battered I’m adrift Pain killed you Pain kills me Pain inures […]
Have you ever heard the song “Here’s where the story ends” by the Sundays? The song is a couple of decades old and was popular on college radio back in the day. It has a soft, pleasing melody that somewhat hides a darker vision of the world. Notably, […]
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