Tag: new york city

My walk full of ladders

I am an extremely superstitious person. My mom had me believing my itchy hand meant money was coming my way and that an upside down broom swept unwanted guests away. I thought it was a very odd thing growing up so superstitious. Now, I miss it. I miss […]

Why I Left San Francisco

  I am a New Yorker.  Apparently that means something to many people. There are so-called New York values and there are Woody Allen movies.  I like to say that New York values consist of loving public transportation (being green), being highly efficient (we eat while we walk) […]