Monthly Archives: May 2010




“Peace demands the most heroic labor and the most difficult sacrifice. It demands greater heroism than war. It demands greater fidelity to the truth and a much more perfect purity of conscience.”
 Thomas Merton

a small city

the big city is hardly as big as people on the outside may imagine it to be.   monday i scored a parking spot on the north side of 73rd street. normally this would have been a major coup since it was good for all day tuesday, wednesday (there no alternate side of the street parking rules ever on wednesdays) and thursday is suspended for shavuot.  free parking from monday eve through thursday. 

this wednesday i had to take a trip out to jersey to drop ivan off at my parents house while i finish packing for the big move on sunday.  he no longer fits in the apartment with all of my packing supplies.  when i arrived back on 73rd street around noon today, the only available spot (for which i waited 20 minutes) was on the south side which is good for all day tomorrow but means i will have to move it on friday by 9 am. 

it’s now 5:30 pm and i just came in from running a quick errand.  as i was walking towards my apartment, an older man from across the street who i have never even seen before yelled,  “what’s a matter with you?  you move your car!  no parking rules thursday – why you move?”

how did he know ?


“I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.”
 Alice Walker

working with doctors

working with md’s & phd’s isn’t easy.

one needs to find relief from the stress of it all in any way that works. this is how april does it. she is a writer. she can’t stop herself from writing all day long. for your entertainment, here is the imaginery dialogue she wrote about 2 of her favorite doctors, rdf and gnfn.  (the shoes are real)

RDF: Gene, the girls are picking on the shoes I wore to the meeting!  I told them they were not sneakers, they were shoes.

GNFN: Richard, they were sneakers.   You can’t possibly be upset about this.

RDF: But April Smith put up a picture on her facebook with the sneakers and her mother-in-law (who isn’t really her mother-in-law but I don’t understand it all) says that only an elderly person would wear those shoes in 1985!

GNFN: What’s facebook?

RDF: All the kids are doing it these days.  Anyway, do you think my shoes were bad?

GNFN: Well, they were sneakers, but I was wearing sneakers too.  However, I can do that because I’m a doctor, and everyone knows that doctors wear sneakers.  We have to so that we can move quickly from place to place, treating the sick. You know, like when I had to do something about Dr. Bernstein having a hypoglycemic crisis on the meeting floor.  Yeah, you owe me for that one.

RDF: I owe you!  I was the one who had to give my talk while the entire audience was watching you and that nurse (who the hell was she anyway?) try to revive Bernstein!  I had to hold the meeting together! 

GNFN: Well, it’s just another day.

RDF: You’re right Gene.  Another day of our oppression at the hands of the lipophobes!

GNFN: Oh Richard, you’re being dramatic again.  You don’t need a conspiracy theory to explain all of this.  These guys believe what they believe and they fund their friends and they self-perpetuate and…

RDF: There you go, being the nice one again.  I should have named the Fine Tuning Committee after you

GNFN: Richard, you did name the Fine Tuning Committee after me.  You just don’t remember it!

RDF:  Oh yeah right… well okay… you hang in there… (hangs up phone.) 

  here are the actual sneakers.


“Before the beginning of great brilliance, there must be chaos. Before a brilliant person begins something great, they must look foolish in the crowd.”
  – unknown

rubber band man

this is mike, the best mailman in america. i just love him.

everyday mike brings the mail into the building in a bundle held together by a heavy duty rubber band.  he than removes the rubber band and places it on the ledge above the mailboxes and proceeds to put the envelopes into the proper boxes. each day i can count on seeing a new rubber band, sometimes two, on the ledge above the mailboxes.   it’s always good to know there’s a heavy duty rubber band available if needed because generally i just have the small light-weight, pretty neon colored ones i buy at thr rainbow store.  by the end of the day, it’s always gone.   is it possible that everyday someone from the building is in need of a rubber band?  it’s a mystery.

here is yesterday’s rubber band.


this is george:    
he lives up on the 3rd floor.  he’s 81 and has lived in this building for something like 48 years.  sometimes george can get a little paranoid and claims that people are stealing his mail.  the other day mike delivered a book for george so i took the book up to george right away so that he wouldn’t worry.  i knocked on his door and he invited me in.  i noticed on his kitchen counter he had a gargantuous pile of  heavy duty rubber bands – like 48 years worth.  
mystery solved.


“Human behavior flows from three main sources: desire, emotion, and knowledge”

thong man’s summer outfit

walking ivan tonight i ran into the opportunity i’ve waited 3 years for.  i actually had my iphone camera handy when  thong man came running up 2nd avenue.   unfortunately he wasn’t wearing his nude pantyhose because they are way better than the black body stocking he was sporting this evening.  this must be his summer outfit.



next time i will try to be quicker so that i can get a shot from the front and you can see his eyeshadow & lipstick.

* more thong man

“Of course life is bizarre, the more bizarre it gets, the more interesting it is. The only way to approach it is to make yourself some popcorn and enjoy the show.”
– unknown



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gardening in the city

A couple of 5-gallon gas cans in the back seat of a car parked in Union Square last night brought the area to a screeching halt, prompting the evacuation of 600 people and briefly trapping hundreds of punk-rock fans attending a concert at Irving Plaza.

But it turned out the suspicious car was owned by a gardener who uses gas cans to fill his lawn mower.      


“I am a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.”
 J. D. Salinger

today’s news

These cyclists are juicing. – Smoothies made at an eco-friendly food truck planned for Central Park are going to be blended by pedal power.
“They’re $5 — but you get $1 off if you do the pedaling yourself,”  

i like it! 
read story

meeting over

for months now my time has been pretty much consumed with taking care of the details for my work meeting that finally took place on saturday.  i thought i would feel relieved but it seems that the follow-up is just as labor intensive.  so rather than write about it, i will direct you to april’s cr diary.   april tells the story better than i may have and she happens to be very funny.  i should warn you that because april is really the consummate professional, she left out most of the gory details including an accurate description of the actual on stage, hypoglycemic, near – death experience of the world’s foremost authority on diabetes, whom i had invited to be the guest lecturer on  –    you guessed it,  diabetes.

Chris Jimmy Adele April RDF

here is april along with some of the characters from her story.   link to april’s diary


“Courage is the power to let go of the familiar.”
Raymond Lindquist

43 & windy

i had to wear my down jacket to walk ivan this morning.  it’s the middle of may.  this is just wrong.


“California sunlight – sweet Calcutta rain – Honolulu starbright – the song remains the same.”
 Led Zeppelin

i love my mom!

   happy mother’s day to you, mom!


“When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.”
 Sophia Loren

energize! electron boy is my hero

The Make-a-Wish Foundation is accustomed to granting wishes like helping children meet their favorite celebrities or spend a day at Disney World. But when they received a request from Erik Martin, a 13-year-old boy from Seattle with liver cancer, they must have been thrown for a loop.

His wish? To become a superhero.

Though the request was an unusual one, the Foundation was up for the challenge. And on April 29th, they made his dream come true.

For Erik, the day started with a phone call from his idol, Spiderman. It seemed that the legendary superhero needed Erik’s help: two villains, Dr. Dark and Blackout Boy, had imprisoned Seattle’s soccer team, the Sounders, in a locker room at Qwest Field. It was up to Erik—aka Electron Boy—to set them free.

Immediately, Electron Boy sprung into action, suiting up in his costume, and hopping into a DeLorean with his trusty assistant, Moonshine Maid. 20 police officers on motorcycles accompanied the crime-fighting team to the field.

As soon as he arrived, Electron Boy could hear the team calling for help, and quickly freed them with his trusty lightning rod. The team and a crowd of fans cheered for his heroic deed—but soon, it was time for his next mission.

The stadium’s Jumbotron turned on, and a sinister voice began to blare through the speakers. It was Dr. Dark, and he had some bad news: “We are here to take over Seattle and make it dark!” he said.

Electron Boy and his entourage drove across Seattle into Bellevue, where he freed an electric company worker who’d been trapped in his truck by the villains.

Next, it was off to the Space Needle, where Electron Boy had received word that people were trapped in the elevator. Before he could enter the Space Needle, he had to confront Dr. Dark himself. It was no big deal for Electron Boy—he simply froze his nemesis with his lightning rod, before unlocking the elevator and setting the passengers free. Dozens of fans had gathered to see the commotion, and they let out a loud cheer for Electron Boy’s work.

In thanks for his good deeds, a City Councilwoman presented Electron Boy with a key to the city of Seattle, and told him that from then on, April 29th would be Electron Boy Day.

One of the young superhero’s biggest fans was Erik’s mother, Judy Martin. “He hasn’t had this much energy in a long time,” she told the Seattle Times. “They called it the power of the wish, and they’re right.”

And how did Erik himself feel about the chance to be a superhero? “This is the best day of my life,” he said.



electron boy now has his own facebook page with over 11,000 fans!

this story from my favorite news site, gimundo – good news served daily.

space globe

“people are good.”

mad crazy busy

i’ve been so busy lately that yesterday i actually ate my lunch in the shower.  that was a first.  i would not recommend it and i will try my best never to do it again.  i am already concerned about carving out time for necessary activities like meditation, eating and showering tomorrow.

it’s already 10 minutes till 8:00 pm and left on tonight’s agenda: dinner, pick out all of the paint colors for new place, review 3 bids received from painters today, figure out how i will pay painters, unpack 5 boxes of stuff i stored away after feb. 27th meeting was cancelled due to blizzard & sort and organize the stuff before 8 more boxes get delivered tomorrow morning, write speech for saturday’s big nms meeting, read some of the 77 new e-mails in my in-box, meditate and go to bed.

and the answer to your question is, i don’t know why i’m taking the time to write this.


“Anything that helps you maintain unruffled equanimity is right action.”
 Sri Sathya Sai Baba

zen in the burbs?

 i’ve known for quite some time that our thoughts create our reality.  for just about 3 solid years i’ve been thinking about almost nothing else than having more space.  as much as i love my tiny apartment on e. 73rd street, it’s just too small.  here is a picture of my living room:

  in this approximately 7 x 3 feet of floor space, i live, work, and share with a 70 lb dog. this is the only livable space there is.  an earlier  post  describes my kitchen. every day i dream about having space.  in 22 days this will be the case – only the new space is in nj.

 the question is; will i find zen in the burbs?


“Life can either be accepted or changed. If it is not accepted, it must be changed. If it cannot be changed, then it must be accepted.”
 – unknown

google alert!

i get way too many google alerts – mostly for work stuff but every once in a while i get a google alert bearing my name and it’s always a fun surprise. this is from a blogger who i will coincidentally meet for the first time at a meeting scheduled for 1:00 today!  she practices calorie restriction for health & anti aging purposes and met my boss rdf, several months ago at a conference and has been working with him and blogging about him ever since.

“So I met this biochemist who does research on low carb diets, and I started working on some projects with him and then he introduced me to his best friend who is a nuclear medicine guy but who also does a ton of research on low carb and they’ve written a bunch of papers together, including this one about how a calorie isn’t just a calorie and then Dr. Fine asked me to work on this paper that he’s working on so here I am. He’s really the brains,
I’m just finding the papers, but I love PubMed searching so it works out and I need to refine my skills.”
. . . . . (more, but i will go directly to the important part which mentions my name)  🙂

I definitely left more prepared to be a useful research assistant to Drs Feinman and Fine (a title that I assure you I just made up for myself… they have no idea that I have ordained myself their research assistant and there’s nothing they can do about it is there? They are neither paying me nor feeding me, so I can in no way be considered an employee, so they can’t fire me! Ha! I love job security!) I actually feel like I know what I’m doing now on the mystery project, which is great cause I’m going to actually meet Dr. Fine in less than two weeks at the May 8 Nutrition and Metabolism Society meeting and I’d like to have *something* to show for my efforts on the project by then other than confusing emails with badly phrased technical questions and a general willingness to pick him up from jail should the need arise.

I actually think Feinman is the one likely to get thrown in jail, if he doesn’t have either me or GNFN around to tone him down. Or Laurie. Laurie is the real brains behind the N&M Society and does a tremendous amount of work to make everything happen. And she keeps RDF out of jail, for which I think we should all be grateful.

[For those of you who lack a sense of humor, I am joking about Feinman being thrown in jail. While he can be sharp in his wit when it comes to ripping apart the lipophobes, I assure you that he is nothing but collegial and professional. But you’d have to admit, the mental image of a bunch of medical researchers getting into a fight is entertaining. Even more so if you’ve actually met RDF at a conference, as opposed to picking him up from jail.]

Of course the next morning it was back to my “real” life, meeting nurses at 7 at the hospital, but visions of medical studies are dancing in my head at all times, and I assure you, they are not of the high carb sugar plum.


did you see this part?

Laurie is the real brains behind the N&M Society and does a tremendous amount of work to make everything happen. And she keeps RDF out of jail, for which I think we should all be grateful.

ha!  good way to start the day. . .

check out april’s cr diary blog for good information and entertainment.


“One should respect public opinion insofar as is necessary to avoid starvation and keep out of prison, but anything that goes beyond this is voluntary submission to an unnecessary tyranny.”
 Bertrand Russell