AANY: What’s up? What’s going on? Lahiny: I need to get my back x-rayed, so off to a chiropractor I go. I’ve been having this back issue and I need to get it straight. Today that is what I’ll be focusing on and then I have appointments with some people to look at apartments. I… Read more »
Lately, I’ve felt like a hobbit in a world of texting giants. Let me explain. About two years ago, I participated in a documentary film called Among the Giants by a fantastic film maker named Cory Tomascoff. The film explored the challenges of being a smaller person trying to get around the busy streets of… Read more »
This interview took place inside Trinity Church, in the museum in the back. AANY: You have a wealth of knowledge. Beth: Actually I’ve worn a cork on a string around my neck, so just ‘stick a cork in it’ if I get too wordy because there is so much to say, and you know, I… Read more »
My daughter recently checked out a book from the preschool called My Working Mom. It had a cartoon witch on the cover…I’m sure the two men who wrote this book had the absolute best intentions, but this leads to my point. The topic of working moms is a tap-dance recital in a minefield. 〜Tina Fey, author of Bossypants … Read more »
When I was a little boy, my Ryan grandfather and I sat on his long York Avenue stoop and read The New York Daily News together. If he was feeling good, Pop would spring for a dime and I would run up to the newsstand on 86th Street and buy two newspapers, one for each… Read more »
There is a cartoon quality to the relationship between New Yorkers and tourists, a Road Runner and Wylie Coyote tug-of-war that causes steam to pour from locals’ ears and visitors to run screeching over cliffs. It is an exaggerated, farcical, co-dependent relationship, and one that was flamed this week by Travel & Leisure magazine’s annual “America’s Favorite… Read more »
Oh the joys of being single! The crazy nights out, the boys flocking to you and throwing themselves at your feet, the endless evenings devoted to eating string cheese and sweet potatoes in your underwear while watching episodes of The View on your DVR. (Did you see Whoopi’s shoes Friday? Amazing.) Last night, for the first… Read more »
These are unnatural times. Part of this is the fact that the natural human instinct toward wisdom, which has been guiding us since the relighting of the Dark Ages, is now being constantly blocked and thwarted by corporate efficiency (a.k.a. greed), political correctness, and assertions of spirituality (or, as they say where I come from… Read more »
Should I stay or should go? If you say that your are mine I’ll be here until the end of time So you got to let me know Should I stay or should I go? ⁓The Clash Last week I was about to throw in the towel and declare Joanne Woodward the official winner… Read more »
When I’m alone in the water, I have plenty of time to talk to my-self. Today I’m rapt in reverent silence as I excite the fact I am the grandson of persons who did not graduate high school. I call their names: Elsie, Willie Louis, Tissie, Bud, Mae and lament their absence from where I fondly recall them being. Their… Read more »
