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November 2004

  • The Man Who Ate Cake

    I told Raife on the phone, before he came, that Lisa, Ricky and I made a pumpkin cake with cream-cheese frosting. “I don’t eat sweets, Adam,” he said matter-of-factly. I took him at his word. Apparently he was kidding.Raife ate the entire Pumpkin Cake. I kid you not. Ok, maybe I had a few slices…

  • Transported at Balthazar

    Across the street from the MOMA store in SOHO (see post below) is Balthazar, one of New York’s top restaurants—certainly one of its best bistros. I’ve been there before with my family and I accused it of being an emperor “with no clothes.” Maybe I got a little ahead of myself…Anyway, tonight after the MOMA…

  • My Shopping Spree

    Today was a gorgeous day in New York. “Indian Summer,” according to a man I overheard in the store. “You mean Native American Summer,” I said. He punched me in the mouth.After working for hours and hours and hours completing my 10-page paper on “tragedy” I decided to run out into the world and shop…

  • Your Inner Broadway Diva (Marie’s Crisis)

    I have two friends in from out of town, staying with me. Actually three. But the third is staying elsewhere, except when he’s not—his stuff is here. It’s very complicated.The first two, Raife and Brian, are easy-going sorts. They’re easy to please. Raife’s an actor. Brian’s a playwright and may soon be a dramaturg. With…

  1. For years, I struggled with both Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease (COPD) and Multiple Sclerosis (MS), two conditions that severely affected…

  2. For years, I struggled with both Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease (COPD) and Multiple Sclerosis (MS), two conditions that severely affected…

  3. For years, I struggled with both Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease (COPD) and Multiple Sclerosis (MS), two conditions that severely affected…