Ocassionally, I work outside the house. Typically, this is at a local coworking space, which is very quiet and kind of corporate, and I work there with my coworker. But this week, we decided to mix it up and work at a coffee shop.
Tell us about a bullet you’re glad you dodged — when something awful almost happened, but didn’t. One year in junior high school, all of my friends auditioned for the track team. At the time, I was pudgy and couldn’t run a mile without tasting blood in my throat, so I was afraid to audition, because I knew I wouldn’t make it, and it would be humiliating if I was the only one of my friends who didn’t.
Although I’m moving away from New York in just a couple of weeks (which, more on that later), I was fortunate enough to be summoned to jury duty just under the wire! How lucky, because I would have hated to miss out on the experience.
Usually, my Brooklyn neighborhood is pretty sunny and wholesome, but last night, I walked home from a friend’s apartment, where I had just watched Brick, and I don’ t know if it was the movie’s influence, but all down the dark, deserted stretch of Manhattan Avenue, it seemed I was in the gritty, Hopper-esque NY of yore.
While I was out of town, my roommate was sweet enough to watch Thomasina for me! I don’t think I’ll ask her again…
A spokesman for the Diocese of Bath and Wells said: “There is no such thing as a real gnome so why should we have such unnatural creatures in churchyards?” — Telegraph.co.uk, November 2008 When Pastor Scott had discovered the original gnome, he’d assumed it had been put there by a teenager and he threw it out without a second thought. But a few days later, Karen Allen knocked on the door of the rectory.
Well, dear readers, it was bound to happen eventually: I actually went on a date last week. And you’ll be happy to hear that it was on every level an absolutely insane and embarrassing failure…not because you’re rooting for my continued loneliness (though you may be, I don’t know), but because it makes for a really entertaining story.
(Prelude: On Tuesday, an envelope arrives under the door of apartment 1, heralding a rent increase of $300 and a year-lease to begin June 1st, and generously permitting four days for decision-making purposes.) Saturday: 7:30 am: Roommate 1 awakes. 9:00 am: Roommate 2 awakes. Rs 1 and 2 discuss the situation.
I returned home the other night to find a small bird scrabbling along the bottom of the door into my apartment building.
A couple nights ago, my purse was snatched by a tall, skinny kid with short dreads and fashionable jeans. At the time, I was standing on a deserted street corner at 3 a.m., fighting with a broken umbrella. I’d just had a martini the size of my head, and I was wearing headphones. Clearly, I was begging for it, but yet somehow, I was still utterly shocked that it happened.