So about that pilot and the time we spent together in Paris… I told the story to some friends when I eventually got home to New York. And, as is often the case, I was surprised by their reactions. People, most people, thought it sounded romantic. I actually overheard a friend telling her mother (HER [...]

Stop me if you think you’ve heard this one before. Sorry, sometimes I can’t help myself. But seriously, I’m pretty sure I’ve never told this story here, and apologize if I have. My memory really is for shit. Yesterday’s post, got me to thinking about this. It was the early 90s and I was living [...]

I took some time off this weekend to just relax and chill out.  One of the things I did with my “chill-out” time was catch up on some light reading (it’d been weeks since I actually had time to read through all of my favorite sections of the Sunday NYTimes). Sometime around midday I came [...]

I just came in from a walk.  While I was out I was listening to Broken English on my iphone. I have a deep and abiding affection for Marianne Faithful.  The Ballad of Lucy Jordan has been one of my favorite songs for years and today I found myself singing along and replaying it over [...]