Monthly Archives: November 2011

we’re fun people!

come party with us!!!

support an angelic little girl and meet the awesome peeps from hollister construction who make this event possible.  i hope to see you there!

can’t make it?  consider a donation this holiday season & help sara get the therapy that will aid her on her journey to walking.  you’ll be glad you did!


“There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward.
– Kahill Gibran

not for the squeamish

i hate snakes.  i think most people do.   i may be making that up but it’s true – at least in my mind.

so, the other night i’m happily sleeping having a nice dream where i find myself walking along a beach.   i pick up a small shell, maybe 2 inches wide and take it home with me – which, btw is not something i would normally do but in the dream it seemed perfectly reasonable.   when i got home,  which was my apartment on east 55th street that i moved out of in 2002,  i put the shell in the bathroom sink and made plans to wash it later.   when later arrived,  i noticed a serpent like head seemed to be growing out of one end of the shell.   omg – there was a snail in my shell, i thought – and i really hate snails.   at nearly the speed of light the head kept growing and began to look remarkably like a snake head rather than a snail.  i began to panic and a snake tail emerged from the other end of the shell.  it was truly disgusting.  i grabbed a washcloth and threw it over the snake in the sink but the snake was growing so fast that one washcloth wasn’t enough.  i grabbed two more washcloths & tossed them on top of the snake.  i don’t normally use washcloths so it was a bit bizarre that i had three in my e. 55th street bathroom in this dream –   i’m just reporting the facts as they occurred.   believe it or not, the snake was growing at such a rapid rate, it wasn’t 5 seconds before his head emerged again – pushed right through 3 washcloths –  and he was looking right at me.  i could tell he had some kind of a personality too.  his eyes were more human shaped than round like a snake’s should be.  it seemed as though he was smiling at me a little and thinking something like,  “you silly girl,  do you really think three washcloths are going to keep me from doing whatever i please?”

i darted into the living room,  pulled a beach towel from the top shelf of the closet and ran back to the bathroom to smother him.   by the time i got there, he was easily 4 feet long, his chin was resting on the ledge of the sink and he was starring at me head on,  smiling.  in my haste to awaken at that moment, i kicked ivan who was sound asleep at the foot of the bed then sat up for a moment and tried to shake the nightmare.  it turns out it was one of those dreams that continued on each time i closed my eyes.

after several attempts to sleep some more i was forced out of my own bed by a snake with human eyes.  i looked up snakes in two different dream dictionaries and this is what i they said:

1. In some cultures snakes are highly regarded and symbolize the ability to transcend into higher levels of consciousness or into areas of knowledge that exist outside perceived time and space. Snakes emerging out of the ground may represent your unconscious or repressed materials coming to your conscious mind.

2. Snakes can indicate that you have a counseling ability. In these dreams the snake is non-threatening. In the Chinese astrological system, people born under the sign of the snake are said to be wise and wisdom in dreams indicates counseling.

i feel better now.


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“When I consider this carefully, I find not a single property which with certainty separates the waking state from the dream. How can you be certain that your whole life is not a dream?”
 Rene Descartes


“Everybody can be great because anybody can serve. You don’t have to have a college degree to serve. You don’t have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love”
Martin Luther King, Jr.

port-a-potty update

curiously, one window on the 51st street port-a-potty has been smashed.  the guard, who’s sole responsibility is to sit in the windowed port-a-potty,  has taped a chinese menu over the jagged edges of glass presumably to block the wind.

i wonder what his supervisors will have to say.


“Give me an ounce of fact and I will produce you a ton of theory by tea this afternoon. That is, after all, my job.”
 Ray Bradbury

imagine this

it’s 2:47 am.   you want to sleep but your head has slipped off the pillow and you can’t fix it because your muscles just won’t move that way (yet).   you call out as loud as your little voice will carry  for an adult to assist  you – and hope it won’t take too long.

this is one small example of the real challenges my niece sara faces everyday.  while other kids are busy playing hide & seek, sara is working as hard as her little body can to strengthen her muscles so that one day she will be able to sit up on her own.  her mental & emotional strength is astounding and because of it, in my heart i know she will walk one day.

the hours of therapy and special equipment required to assist sara is not inexpensive and i am reaching out to you  for assistance.  100% of every charitable contribution to the ‘strides for sara‘  is used for sara’s treatment & equipment.  you can know that you have directly served in providing peace & happiness for a beautiful child .  every dollar is a gift of love to one of the sweetest souls on the planet –  and no donation is too small.

an enormous heartfelt thank you.




“Every good act is charity. A man’s true wealth hereafter is the good that he does in this world to his fellows.”

catching up on november

i can’t comprehend how it can be november 16th already.  i’m still not over the speed at which august flew by.  i’m not even sure i remember what happened so far this month.  i know i watched the marathon because i have pictures.  these were taken on nov. 6th:



i know i babysat my 2 nieces  because there hangs brand new ‘artwork’ all over my refrigerator, but otherwise the 2 days are pretty much of a blur.

my friend lori got married on 11/11/11.  she was stunning as always and happier than anyone has ever been:

i went to occupy wall street and met this guy:

found this car parked outside of the un plaza.  there was no sign of the owner of the car even though i waited a pretty long time.

i watched some street dancers on 42nd near 6th


oh – and i almost forgot – i got new license plates!

my landlord william koeppel has continued to exhibit insane behaviors.   we recently discovered that the entire building is rent stabilized by law and the 80 or so tenants who pay market rate rents have filed a class action suit against him.  several days later we each received letters from william koeppel.  he said he hired an outside firm to calculate what the rent should be under the stabilization laws and supplied us each with a 7 page document to let us know that when our leases expire we will have the option to renew at the stabilized rate.  the rate for my studio / 1 room apartment is  $3,506.21.    i currently pay $2,100.

in addition to that stunt, he removed the canape  from the front door to the street so that the striking workers would have no protection from the rain and snow (no worries that the tenants no longer have the protection either).  he visited the building every day this week to deliver the weather forecast to the striking workers, laughing while he told them how hard it was going to rain for three days.   there were 5 articles written about the freak in the ny media in november.  you can read them here.

and today this great story was in the news – daniel the miracle dog.  i would have adopted daniel too.

also in the news,  karl slover died at age 93.  he was the oldest living munchkin!   here he is in his younger years – he’s the one in the center with the beige suit. very cute.

other than the job search which resulted in 1 freelance gig so far, i think you’re now up to date on november.   i do hope the second half of the month provides a bit more excitement  –  and a job.


We represent the Lollipop Guild, The Lollipop Guild, the Lollipop Guild.
And in the name of the Lollipop Guild, We wish to welcome you to Munchkin Land,
~ The Lollipop Guild.

unlucky ducky

if ever you were wanting to rob a hotel, you should check & see what’s going on around town first.  louis rosales most likely had no idea the jiu-jitsu no-gi championship competitors were staying in the hotel he was trying to rob – until they put him in a choke hold.   ny post.   that’s bad luck.

it wasn’t a lucky day for andy rooney either.    i love that he loved what he did so much he was going to work at age 92!   may we all be so lucky.   r.i.p., andy.


“If God is watching us, the least we can do is be entertaining.”
 – unknown

best gift for the holidays this year!

3 reasons why you will want to give someone a cleaned up beautifully framed photo of  great grandma (or yourself)  this year:

1.  so that i can pay my rent

2. because 10% of sales will go to help my niece walk  (Strides for Sara)

3. your friends and family will shower you with praise for you thoughtfulness

remember the last time someone snapped a great photo of you but there wasn’t much you could do with it because your ex had his arm around you?   or,  maybe you were standing right in front of the entrance to planned parenthood & it just didn’t make for a picture you want to display on the piano?   maybe everything was perfect save the giant pimple you sported that particular day.  .   .  you can remove them –  and give your favorite picture the exposure it deserves!  or, give your portrait as a gift to mom & dad.   

when was the last time you hauled out the old slide projector?   if you would ever like to see those slides again, consider having them scanned and put onto a cd, dvd,  a slide show or a photo book.  (more info).

save the family!!  got faded or damaged pix of great grandma?  keep your ancestors alive for future generations –  restore the photos for those who will no doubt appreciate your thoughtfulness.

(see more restorations here.)

just some suggestions to make you a gift giving hero – and if you’re not giving out gifts this year, please forward this to the happy people you know.  🙂



you know how it is when you learn something new all of the sudden it seems to pop up everywhere?  or, you get a red car and all you notice on the road is red cars just like yours.  since i’ve been looking for a job, i can’t help but to notice all of the jobs people are doing that i never really paid attention to.   like the security guard who sits in the port-a-potty all day long (see port-a-potty post).

i very well remember being unemployed while living in california.  i resorted to selling roofs for home depot.  i’m not sure what i was thinking when i accepted the offer after they informed me that i would sell the new roof to my prospect after  i climbed up and measured the square footage myself.   that is the kind of thing  people resort to out of desperation.  that is the last time i was desperate for a job.   i’m sure the port-a-potty guard never envisioned himself in his current position either.

just the other day i got really scared for my future employment when i saw this:


 “The great mystery is not that we should have been thrown down here at random between the profusion of matter and that of the stars; it is that from our very prison we should draw,  from our own selves, images powerful enough to deny our nothingness”
 Andre Malraux