I have never fully watched the movie How Stella Got Her Groove Back. When the movie first came out I was too young to get the angst Angela Bassett’s character felt. Honestly, I still don’t. That’s ok. What I did appreciate were her extremely toned arms. I remember […]
A while back when I was in graduate school getting my PhD in psychology, there were some cool psychology research studies that looked at how people said goodbye to each other at airports. The studies would look at how long people hugged for, who tended to hug, […]
Growing up in a Puerto Rican household in the South Bronx wasn’t easy. There was crime, asthma and vacant lots all around us. The Bronx had burned at one point and it is still building up. There were also superstitions for every type of occasion that […]
“Really? Is that true” “Yes, Yes!” “Wow! I have never heard of such a thing” ” Well, it is true. Many New Yorkers have never had a driver’s license. Ever.” “But how do they get from one place to another.” “ummm. They walk. They bike. They take […]
Los Angeles, despite the palm trees and the fairly consistent shining sun, is not all warm and fuzzy. It has a certain rough edge to it that reminds me of what I understand New York of the 1970s to have been like. Have you ever walked […]
I am feeling super random today. I had a piece of pita bread this morning with hummus for breakfast. Yes, I eat really random items for breakfast. I don’t do french toast, pancakes or cereal. I like curry, pizza and meat for breakfast. However, after this […]
When most east coasters think of Los Angeles, they think of the beach and Hollywood. Its glamorous and hot. Its beautiful people in bikinis playing volleyball. It’s a sidewalk with the name of stars. Yes, Los Angeles is that and much more. There is a seedier, underside […]
“I see a ship in the harbor I can and shall obey But if it wasn’t for your misfortunes I’d be a heavenly person today” It could be another Manic Monday, but it need not be. Wednesdays tend to be bluer and more depressing as […]
A few years ago a work colleague advised me to just start talking to myself while on the train. See, no matter, I am always the person that other people chose to sit next to on a semi-crowded train. Without fail. It could be that I am […]
Where we love is home – home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts. Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. First off, I need to vent that I do not have a dog. Thus, Toto, in this piece, is completely metaphorical. Lack of dog aside, I’m feeling […]
