Monthly Archives: December 2014

a first class year to you too!


i received this new year’s message from a family of  beautiful souls.  I loved it so much, i want to share it with you.

Swift like a bullet train, a brand New Year is leaving the station. If you cannot be the engineer, be the most joyful passenger. Look for a place at the window. Enjoy every single landscape time can offer you, with the same enjoyment as if it was your first or your last trip. Do not be scared of the cliffs or the curves and the stones that can prevent you from seeing the road ahead. Try to take pleasure in the trip of life, noticing each bush, creek, edge of the road, and every nuance in the scenery. Unfold the map and plan your journey. Pay attention to all stops and be aware of the whistle announcing departure…and when you decide to get off the station where hope, friendship or love had beckoned, do not hesitate… disembark there, with all your dreams.

I WISH YOUR TRIP THROUGH  2015  IS A FIRST CLASS ONE

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

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thank you, ruth, alan & max!

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i love a good festival!


happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, hanukkah – every night during this festival of lights!

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May the lights of Hanukkah usher in a better world for all humankind.

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unofficial rules of holiday shopping in the city


it’s tourist season and midtown is over flowing with shoppers, sight-seers, celebrity seekers and tree gazers!

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it’s a good thing for the city – not so much for the residents.  from december through january things become all discombobulated for the locals because tourists disrupt the flow.  it’s nothing that can’t be fixed and it’s not even their fault. they are simply unaware of a few simple things. when travelling into the city, i’ve noticed that at the bridge & tunnel tolls, it’s always the cars with out of state plates in the ‘cash only’ lanes – the regulars have ez-pass.  i’m thinking that a small list of “instructions” printed on the back of the bridge & tunnel receipts would be a great invention because it could list the rules and then they would know.   since that’s not the case, i will post them here.

rule #1
don’t think – just cross the street.

crossing the street in midtown is similar to participating in a game of football. there are two sides, face to face, waiting for the ‘go ahead.’ the difference is that in midtown, each team has anywhere from 25 – 50 people on each side where in football, there are only 11 on each side.  during the months of february through november, when the light says walk, the ‘teams’ advance towards each other and effortlessly manage to get to the other side of the street without knocking into anyone. they’re used to it; they don’t get nervous and foot traffic just flows. on the other hand, in december and january,  i believe that during the 2-3 minute wait between light changes, tourists get super focused on the opposing team which makes them nervous.  their brain begins to wonder how they will manage to cross the street through all those people about to charge towards them, and they begin to map out a strategy.  as soon as the light changes, they follow their mind map.  because they could never predict the mind maps of the opposing team, it turns into a giant cluster of frustrated people bumping into each other, scared they will never reach the other side safely. weird but true.

rule# 2

when you see a pretty store window, something shiny that catches your eye or a homeless person, do not just stop in the middle of the sidewalk.  this causes mid-sidewalk collisions and then you leave the city thinking ny’ers are rude.

rule #3

wear your comfy flat walking shoes or you will regret it.  and know that the people in the flat comfy walking shoes are the ones who must walk on the grates. women in heels have the right of way on the sidewalk whenever a grate presents itself.  there is no need to worry about falling through the grates and landing in the pathway of an oncoming subway, seriously.

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It is a man’s own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways.
 ~ Buddha

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with so much love


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it was 15 years ago today that ivan and i made the trip down 2nd avenue from the humane society to e. 55th street, where we lived for his first two years.  it didn’t take long for me to realize he was my family. we were inseparable and i loved him with all my heart. almost every memory i have of the last 15 years includes ivan.  we moved to california together, drove across the entire usa together, lived in westfield, nj, on the 5th floor of a walk-up on 83rd street, shared the tiniest apartment ever on east 73rd street, moved to bedminster, nj and back to the city again.

on march 20th of this year, at 11:36 am,  ivan went to heaven and my heart broke in half.

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Memories of Ivan

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my best friend forever
& ever no matter what.

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i always have, and always will, love you billions times infinity boo. xo

insider banking, gorilla for sale & a talking horse


who goes inside a bank anymore?  well, yesterday i did and as you would probably suspect, i was the only customer inside.  when entering my bank from the street, you pass through the atm room where 99% of the people bank, and then open a door and round a corner to get to the real inside of the bank where the tellers are located.  as i opened the door between the atm room and the actual bank, i heard someone singing the magilla gorilla song!   i did not want her to become startled by the sight of a customer and stop singing, so i stopped before rounding the corner so that she would finish the song.  as it turned out, i remembered every single word.  Smile    when i came around the corner, i saw 3 bank tellers sitting behind the glass partition with absolutely nothing to do other than sing the magilla gorilla song and i had to make a split second guess as to which was the singer because i definitely wanted to go to her window.  as luck would have it, i picked the right one and we ended up singing the magilla gorilla song together.  after that we sang the mr. ed song.  who would have expected this kind of happiness in the middle of a tuesday?

if you have no idea what this post is about, we could probably never be really good friends.

 

Everyone is entitled to his own nostalgia.
 ~ James Wolcott 

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moving on 2nd avenue


this sure must be easier than having to pack and unpack all those boxes. . . .

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Traffic is only one of the side effects of growth.
 ~ Roy Barnes

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