Not sure what happened here but somewhere along the line our apartment is starting to look like an edisode of “Hoarders“. Now, I know the people on that show have more serious issues going on with their lives mentally and emotionally and I can not even compare my life with them. Yet, when I found myself climbing over things to just do a little holiday decorating these past few days I realized that just maybe I need to get rid of some stuff.
Today was one of those rainy Sundays that make you feel like lying around all day in your sweats. Sometimes you welcome Sundays like this in New York. Overcast. Wet. Raw outside. We are always in a rush to go out and do things that days like today are a welcome reprieve. It just feels good to decompress and couch surf for a day. Watch some TV. Get some laundry done. Put on a pot of coffee and kick back. Couch potato time. One of the things I like to do on a day like today is cook a good tasty breakfast. I’m no chef, but I know enough to get around in my little NYC micro kitchen. Continue reading Easy guy breakfast on a rainy couch potato day.
Now that Friday is here after a long work week the weekend is beckoning with evenings of bar hopping and debauchery. The afternoons will be swollen with pubs broadcasting college sports and baseball, while the nights will be overflowing with partiers. Beer will be flowing. Cocktails will be served. Dancing will be had. Debauchery will be on the agenda.
Most of all the BRO’s will be out in full effect! All looking alike as they head out for the evening in their matching clothing choice of BRO-niforms. What? You don’t know this look? You don’t recognize what I am talking about? Well, let me paint a picture for you. Take it from me as I have seen this look over and over and over. I live on the Upper East Side where it’s BRO central. Up and down along 2nd Avenue is a litany of frat bars and sports pubs. It’s the place to go on weekends for the frat boys and sorostitutes who follow them. Let’s break this down, shall we? Continue reading It’s Totally Bro-Tastic!!!
For those of us who live in the NYC area we have all seen our fine furry friends. Those fanciful creatures that roam our city streets at night. Crawl through our sewers. Rummage through our garbage by the sidewalks. Ride alongside us in the subway tunnels. For better or worse we are stuck with them. They will outlast us and always be here. Yet, I am not speaking of those dirty disease carrying rodents scurrying throughout our city. I am talking about those giant inflatable rats that seem to pop up overnight!