The Last Showgirl

There’s been a lot of press about the new Pamela Anderson film, one in which she displays a genuine talent for performance rather than just her physical attributes. Thanks to yesterday’s Lunar New Year holiday from school, I finally had an opportunity to catch the movie at its sole late afternoon showing at my neighborhood … Continue reading The Last Showgirl

Thoughts of thankfulness

I recently wrote that holidays just don’t mean very much to me anymore. When speaking with friends about this truth, I shared that Thanksgiving had previously been my favorite of all holidays. No crushing consumerism and the lack of pressure to produce the perfect gift, made for an easy day of cooking and eating, something … Continue reading Thoughts of thankfulness

Art (of) Mexican

Last Sunday, my fella and I road tripped south to Beacon’s Dia modern art museum. To be completely truthful our destination was completely secondary to the fact that we were seeking a good midway point between Albany and Long Island City. You see, one of my 41 paternal first cousins was in town from Ireland … Continue reading Art (of) Mexican

Dinner out? Sure!

One of the most impressive things I witnessed during my recent NYC getaway was the creativity of restaurateurs trying to stay in business. With regulations changing more frequently than prepubescent boys change their undergarments, it’s a marvel to see the careful attention hospitality professionals are paying to mandates and directives. It seems impossible to keep … Continue reading Dinner out? Sure!

Packing for the beach

Our pond For the past four summers I’ve rented the same vacation house in Wellfleet. It is a place that must be experienced to be understood. I know, that sounds dramatic, doesn’t it? But, this comfortable and compact house, which sits on a gloriously private piece of property only accessible by the most rutted dirt … Continue reading Packing for the beach

Miss. Lilly edition.

Things I will miss when the current lock down ends: Long walks with Jeter and the feeling that he finally is getting enough of my attention. Roads with less cars and sidewalks with more people. Eating meals when I’m hungry without regard to time. My comfort with going barefaced. I don’t usually wear very much … Continue reading Miss. Lilly edition.