During my post-college, single-in-the-city years, I almost never watched TV. Time spent alone in my Upper West Side digs meant time spent reading or listening to music—rock, classical, disco, jazz, whatever the mood called for. A solid state Fisher stereo was all I had room for and the sound was … [Read more...] about Once upon a time . . .
Why I’m not a Hannah, Marnie, Shosh, or Jessa
Sometimes I can’t help identifying with TV characters. When I wasn’t even close to Carrie Bradshaw’s age, my friends and I always assigned each other friend roles (I was once comically assigned the role of Comet the dog from “Full House”—I was not happy about this). When a TV show is based on … [Read more...] about Why I’m not a Hannah, Marnie, Shosh, or Jessa
Cute?!#@Sixty
I’m standing (im)patiently in line at my local Barnes & Noble, my attention riveted by a woman at the checkout counter. Putting aside the Blackberry she’s fiddling with while the cashier, polite and as efficient as she can be, does her best to move the transaction along, it is her pencil-cut … [Read more...] about Cute?!#@Sixty
