About a million years ago I worked for a medical practice in NYC. The doctors I worked with were incredibly hardworking, professional and compassionate. Coincidentally, at this very same time my brother was doing his residency in emergency medicine and he can also be accurately described with those very same adjectives. I miss those days. … Continue reading Medicine makes me sick
Tag: rants
“No” doesn’t mean I don’t love you (at least not in my house)
While it may be early in the new year, I think we have a real contender for most ridiculous statement of 2015. Did you see the article in Saturday's NYT about the day spas for children which are popping up around the country? Well, I'm not even going to address that topic because folks are … Continue reading “No” doesn’t mean I don’t love you (at least not in my house)
On dog hair and dry cleaning
In case I haven’t mentioned it recently, I am absolutely smitten with my Jeter. Seriously, I don’t think I would trade him for the real Jeter, if the opportunity came my way. He is an absolute love. I’ve never had a white dog before though, and his fur, beautiful as it may be, is freaking … Continue reading On dog hair and dry cleaning
I think the cops are watching me…
…and I’m okay with that. My usual running route is a 5-mile loop around New Scotland Avenue and Whitehall Road. Often I see a police cruiser drive past, usually more than once, and I always feel reassured by their presence. It’s comforting to know that there are police officers around observing the neighborhood and keeping … Continue reading I think the cops are watching me…
An open letter to paleandpasty
(Dear readers: Please read this article, complete with comments, and then come back. Okay, done?) I’ve got some information for you, paleandpasty. Take that fence picket out of your ass and have a seat. I am so tired of people like you anonymously criticizing my city. From your self-perceived superior, suburban vantage point, you make … Continue reading An open letter to paleandpasty
Calling bullsh*t
While I was driving down to Kingston last night to meet a friend, I was impatiently scanning radio stations looking to hear something that wasn't some nonsense about how I'll "only miss the sun when it starts to rain." When I landed on Pink Floyd's Money, I hit the button to stop scanning and turned … Continue reading Calling bullsh*t
7 years without a raise is too long
Those of you who know me are familiar with my tendency to become irritated or even outraged over injustices. When something bothers me, I am inclined to obsess about it or reference it repeatedly to draw attention to it.We're at a moment in time when there are an overwhelming number of things occurring in our … Continue reading 7 years without a raise is too long
