My Dog is Chelsea

Normally, I don’t bother watching the Oscars. I usually haven’t seen any of the nominated movies, I hate Joan Rivers, and that orchestra music is enough to make me never turn on the television ever again.But this year is different: Chris Rock is hosting the festivities. And, in his fifteen minute opening routine, he managed [...]

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It was cold and windy Valentine’s Day in Chicago. I was out on the West Side, waiting for the Blue Line to take me into the Loop, when an outbound train pulled into the station.
The conductor opened his window. Rather frantically, it seemed, he yelled to me over the din of the carspassing below on [...]

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Last night, as I was walking my dog in the rain, a small, Post-It sized swatch of saffron caught my eye. I stopped and did a double take. Sure enough, lying in a tiny puddle on the street, was a little piece of The Gates!
I thought, at first, that this was fate — that somehow, [...]

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I waited for the Q train today, pondering why there are always so many batteries scattered amongst the train tracks. It seems that everyone these days has an iPod—surely there is no longer a need for AAs!
Or is there? When the train arrived in the station, the subway doors opened to reveal a pungent and [...]

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They may not be saffron, but The Gates are actually kind of cool. I revisited them this weekend, in the sun, to discover that there was actually something quite powerful about the whole thing.
I wasn’t planning on going back, but I had visitors this weekend who insisted that they absolutely had to see them. Reluctantly, [...]

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