Monthly Archives: July 2013

yikes! in the news . . . .


would you look at this?   omg – is all i can say.

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A baby, weighing 13.4 pounds and 57cm long, has been born naturally.

Jasleen, a baby girl, was born at University Hospital in Leipzig, Germany, on July 26, making her the country’s largest-ever.   story

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“That which does not kill us makes us stronger.”
 ~ Friedrich Nietzsche 

when i get my loft in soho . . . .


i am definitely getting one of these.

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how cool is that?  and that man sitting in the chair could very well be my future husband.   right?Thumbs-up

“Never let life impede on your ability to manifest your dreams. Dig deeper into your dreams and deeper into yourself and believe that anything is possible, and make it happen.”
~ Corin Nemec 

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“I remember walking across Sixty-second Street one twilight that first spring, or the second spring, they were all alike for a while. I was late to meet someone but I stopped at Lexington Avenue and bought a peach and stood on the corner eating it and knew that I had come out out of the West and reached the mirage. I could taste the peach and feel the soft air blowing from a subway grating on my legs and I could smell lilac and garbage and expensive perfume and I knew that it would cost something sooner or later — because I did not belong there, did not come from there — but when you are twenty-two or twenty-three, you figure that later you will have a high emotional balance, and be able to pay whatever it costs. I still believed in possibilities then, still had the sense, so peculiar to New York, that something extraordinary would happen any minute, any day, any month.”
 ~ Joan Didion

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“The purpose of our lives is to be happy.”
 ~ Dalai Lama 

 

scary newsstand part 2


it hardly seems like it’s for real, wouldn’t you agree?  this may be a seriuosly good comedy one day – but for those of us who live here, it is real and it is frightening.

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“carlos danger”  &  “client #9”

 part 2: carlos danger, serial penis texter running for mayor

you know how the media often assigns names to the news stories that won’t go away?  well i’d like to throw my own suggestion into the ring for consideration on these combined stories of the month:  weiner-spit.  the weiner-spit era. it has a ring to it and it’s pretty much what comes to mind every time i read anything about eliot spitzer or anthony weiner.  weiner-spit. what do you think, will it catch on?

i wrote my thoughts on eliot spitzer in my previous post but what about weiner? omg, is he like mentally 12 years old?  are people in this city really going to consider a man who finds pleasure in sexting and serial lying for mayor? really? i get annoyed when i’m in duane reade and the employees are texting while i await help.  can you imagine another catastrophic situation like 9-11 and all of the mayoral aides are running around looking for their leader only to find him holed up in a broom closet somewhere in the mayor’s mansion with his pants down around his ankles, giggling as he presses “send”?

so after all the public humiliation to himself and his family, all of the demeaning news stories, apologizing to his wife and to the public, and, just knowing that his own penis pix have gone viral, he does it again???  he just can’t seem to help himself – and he wants to be mayor of new york? seriously?  are there really people in this city who believe a man who cannot stop sexting strangers is the best man for the job?

according to the post,

She calls herself “Syyydney.” She loves President Obama, polar bears and pink clip-on hair extensions.

And when she wasn’t enjoying lurid e-sex with mayoral hopeful Anthony Weiner, she was elsewhere online, coming to the defense of both Weiner and his wife.

[Weiner], she told TheDirty.com, had promised her a condo in Chicago and a possible job at Politico — had seemed like her ticket out.

“It literally disgusts me,” teary-eyed Sydney Leathers said, of the pack of lies she bought from the horny pol. “It makes me feel physically ill. I’m disgusted by him. He’s not who I thought he was. ”

Leathers, in an exclusive sitdown with “Inside Edition” that will air in full tomorrow, said she’s “barely been able to eat” since news of her illicit cyber tryst with the married mayoral candidate broke earlier this week.  ny post

(omg. did you really, really believe all that, syyydney?)

anthony weiner is just creepy in my opinion – always has been – way before he made the news texting penis pix.  but can we talk about huma?  she’s got a great resume, brains, personality and good looks.  can someone help me understand why she is married to that weasel?

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“A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?”
― Albert Einstein

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scary newsstand


i’ve been back in town for several days now but frankly, i’m a little nervous going outside.  i’m a bit afraid i may run into another newsstand.  the cover of new york magazine is scaring me this week.  seriously.

here it is.

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“carlos danger”  &  “client #9”

 part 1: client #9

i don’t like to follow politics, but when the man who wants to be new york city comptroller already stepped down as governor because he used our money to fund unnecessary trips where he would meet up with very expensive prostitutes, lied to his family, lied to the people he was supposedly “governing” and got caught, you just can’t help but to find out – even if you try to avoid the news. most egregiously, eliot spitzer got himself elected to the governors office using his tough stance on ethics.  ethics!

before he became governor he was the attorney general and leader of the state’s organized crime task force, where he headed the prosecution of two prostitution rings, according to the times.  who out there thinks it’s a good idea for the guy who used tax payer money to fund unnecessary trips so that he could meet ladies should be comptroller?  this man doesn’t know how to tell the truth and we should trust him with our money?

When he was attorney general, Mr. Spitzer’s signature issue was pursuing Wall Street misdeeds. But he also oversaw the prosecution of at least two prostitution rings by the state’s organized crime task force, which reports to the attorney general.

In one such case in 2004, Mr. Spitzer spoke with revulsion and anger after announcing the arrest of 16 people for operating a high-end prostitution ring out of Staten Island.

“This was a sophisticated and lucrative operation with a multitiered management structure,” Mr. Spitzer said at the time. “It was, however, nothing more than a prostitution ring.”  ny times

i’m not against prostitution,  i really don’t think it’s any of my business who’s paying who for anything as long as they are in agreement on the deal, and i don’t have a clue why it’s against the law to sell your services if that what you’re wanting to do.  personally, i think ashley dupree was slumming it when she agreed to meet with client #9, but hey, that’s her choice, not mine.

eliot spitzer has proved himself to be an elitist, creepy liar and hypocrite and seeing his snake like eye on the cover of that magazine every time i go out is freaking me out.  the madame of the brothel he used is running against spitzer in the race for city comptroller.  i hope she wins.

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“if they both win, the city will be run by the peter tweeter & the hooker booker.”
 ~ Jay Leno

place your bet here!


the bidding will begin at 3 million dollars,  but i suspect it will fetch much more  –  what do you think?

the original schindler’s list (the real list, not the movie!)  is for sale on e-bay.

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i bet someone will be willing to pay 10 million for it.   place your bet in the comment box below.  

and the winner gets   . . . .  (insert  drum-roll here ) . . .

 to be right!Grin

“The List is Life.”, Schindler’s List” 
― Thomas Keneally, Schindler’s List

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“Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.”
~ Dalai Lama

 

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a happy thursday indeed.


“Let’s go and see everybody,” said Pooh. “Because when you’ve been walking in the wind for miles, and you suddenly go into somebody’s house, and he says, ‘Hallo, Pooh, you’re just in time for a little smackerel of something,’ and you are, then it’s what I call a Friendly Day.”
Piglet thought that they ought to have a Reason for going to see everybody, like Looking for Small or Organizing and Expotition, if Pooh could think of something.
Pooh could.
“We’ll go because it’s Thursday,” he said, “and we’ll go to wish everybody a Very Happy Thursday. Come on, Piglet.”
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“You’d be surprised how many people violate this simple principle every day of their lives and try to fit square pegs into round holes, ignoring the clear reality that Things Are As They Are.”
― Benjamin Hoff, The Tao of Pooh

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“Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.”
 ~ Buddha 
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goat spay


i love nyc.  even with many of the challenges it provides on a daily basis, i just love ny.   there are however, some things i am still working on coming to peace with; things like the ny dmv, the subway during rush hour  and the inept humane society.  other than these few things, i love almost everything about this city.

the other day i made an appointment at a local country vet up here in the woods near susan’s country retreat, where i have spent a good part of the summer so far.  for ivan’s monthly rx refill, i generally go to the humane society on e. 59th street.  reading this previously blogged post on the humane society will give you a hint as to my feelings about the service they provide.   i had an additional visit with them since that post, but i was so upset by it, i chose to work on my anger towards the people who work there (who i am sure are doing the best they can under the circumstances they find themselves in daily, but still. . . ), rather than blog about it.  that visit was one month ago and my blood pressure has now returned to it’s normal level and i think i’m ready to compare my last visit at the vet in nyc to my recent visit to woodhill veterinary clinic in upstate ny.

my last appointment at the humane society in the city was scheduled for 2:30 in the afternoon.   i arrived on time, signed in and sat down in the 12’x15′ waiting area alongside about 15 other people and their animals.  dogs were barking wildly, cats meowing, and 1 guy was standing over by the reception area (approximately 4 feet from the sitting space) with a ferocious pit bull.   this dog obviously trained for fighting, was inside a crate, fully muzzled and bucking like a wild boar to escape the crate.   the crate was moving around as the owner attempted to hold it still.   animals in the waiting area were reacting in fear (as were most of the humans).

ivan is almost 14 ( 98 in dog years ),  cannot stand for long periods of time and gets nervous in crowds.  after approximately 5 minutes he began to shake and that soon morphed into an all out anxiety attack.  at 3:00 i went back to the reception area where i waited 15 minutes for someone to acknowledge me.

me:  “hi, i had an appointment for 2:30 and it’s now 3:15.  my dog is having a really hard time and i was wondering how much longer you think we’ll have to wait.”

receptionist: “i don’t know.  we’re very busy.”

about 5 minutes later, they called in a patient who had arrived well after ivan and i.  then another.   at 3:45, i noticed a sign on the wall stating the office closes at 4:00.  the agitated woman sitting next to me told me her appointment was for 2:45.  i sympathized and let her know mine was at 2:30.    i went back to reception to make sure ivan’s file hadn’t fallen through the cracks.   as i waited for a human being to come to the reception window, the bucking pitbull managed to separate the top half from the bottom half of his crate and bust out right next to me.   he was held back from the crowd by his owner & at that point, the staff thought it would be a good idea to get him out of the public area, and put him in the next available room.   following that incident, they called in the woman with the appointment scheduled for 2:45!

i was furious and ivan could barely stand.  he had been shaking steadily for more than 1.5 hours  when a staff member finally came to the window it was 4:10.  before i had the opportunity to inform him of my grievances, he yelled at me. 

“i know you’re here! and no, we didn’t lose your chart! there are a lot of sick dogs here!”

 this, he says, as i stood with my 98 year old dog who was practically having seizures at that point?

i promptly left.  ivan & i stood outside the door on east 59th street wondering how we were going to make it 7 blocks to get home in the condition we were in.

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this months vet visit was quite a different experience.  we arrived in time for our 1:00 appointment to find one sweet woman with her bouncy 10 month old labrador puppy in the waiting room.   a minute or two after our arrival, a woman from the local wildlife conservation society rushed in with a small cat crate under her arm.  it contained a baby deer.  the animal techs rushed her into a back room right away.

fawn emergency & all, we were seen immediately. dr. susan tanner examined ivan and wrote his rx.   as i stood at the reception desk while my bill was being printed, a call came in.  the woman kindly apologized for having to take the call.  it was for a goat spay.

me: “do you get a lot of people calling for appointments to spay their goat?”

receptionist: “oh yes, we do a lot of that.”

on that note, i smiled and left the office 25 minutes after i had arrived.

thank you dr. tanner & co.

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“Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless.”
~ Mother Teresa

a room with (or without) a view


do studio apartments even exist outside of nyc?  a studio is a room – just 1 room. sometimes the kitchen is it’s own little room off the main room but sometimes not.

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in this picture, this guy has partitioned his bedroom off the kitchen using a desk.  (note: this is the entire apartment.  there is not a living room hiding anywhere)

according to today’s post,

A median studio now costs $419,000 — up 19.7 percent from $350,000 for the second quarter of 2012, Elliman says.

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Life is not fair; get used to it.
 ~ Bill Gates 

getting unstuck


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“When it is obvious that the goals cannot be reached, don’t adjust the goals, adjust the action steps.”
 ~ Confucius

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