It was 6:30pm on Friday night, and I was hanging at my apartment in Astoria. It had been a rough week. I’d adopted a cat, Copper, who seemed really cool, but who so far had hid under my bed and never came out.… Continue Reading
Terror by the Hudson
It had been a rough few days for me. On Friday, I adopted a beautiful grey tabby cat named Copper from an animal shelter in Manhattan and brought her back to my home in Astoria, Queens. But Copper didn’t eat all weekend, and she spent her time hiding under my bed.… Continue Reading
Days of Rage in Northwest Queens
Back in June, I was going through a particularly rough patch in my life. My writing career had stalled, and I was in a financial and professional crunch. The heat of the New York City summer had arrived in full blast, and simple everyday tasks such as getting a sandwich at the corner deli became sweat-filled infernos of fire and aggravation.… Continue Reading
Chilling in Philadelphia
I needed to get away from Queens for a bit, so I decided to visit Philadelphia. I’d been there several times before, but not in a few years. I hopped on the Amtrak from Penn Station at noon, and 80 minutes later we arrived at Philly’s Union Station.… Continue Reading
Trump’s Iran Web of Lies
On Friday, President Trump gave a speech decrying Iran’s dastardly deeds and stating his intention to decertify the Iran nuclear deal. It was a tour de force of propaganda, deception and naked aggression. If you listened to Trump, you would think Iran dropped the bomb on Hiroshima, caused the Holocaust, and told a million babies that the tooth fairy didn’t exist.… Continue Reading
The Steak Communion
It was Sunday night, and I was still hung over from the previous night’s drinking. I wanted to do something to lift my mood and energize my spirit, so I decided to cook dinner. I had it in my mind that I would make a steak, because it seemed decadent and indulgent, which is exactly what my aching body needed.… Continue Reading
New York City On The Day After The Apocalypse
It’s the day after Trump’s election, and it’s eerily quiet in NYC. No one knows quite what to make of last night’s event. Has the apocalypse really arrived, or was it all just a bad dream? The streets are nearly empty, everybody in such a state of shock they’re afraid to venture out.… Continue Reading
Las Vegas Burning
I woke up late on Monday morning, around 10:30 am, after a long night working on political and culture essays. I checked my phone and saw a New York Times alert about the mass shooting in Las Vegas. I quickly flipped on CNN and watched the coverage for the next 45 minutes.… Continue Reading
The Chicken Parmesan Experiment
I made Chicken Parmesan tonight for the first time. I rarely use my oven because it always smells like gas when I turn it on, but today the repair company came and told me it was good to go. So I decided to take it out for a spin right away, and Chicken Parmesan is something I’ve been dying to make.… Continue Reading
Dear America,
Dear America,
I have something to say to the nation, something I’ve got to get off my chest, and I have to say it right freaking now. For the past 6 months, since Trump’s election, the whole country has been suffering from a national psychosis.… Continue Reading