Toy Fair
Thursday February 09th 2006, 6:27 pm
Filed under: East Coast Adventures

Toy fair, as I understand it (as much as I can understand the world) is fashion week for toys except instead of models there are toys. My wife is in town for toy fair. We could have stayed at the historic New York Palace. At this moment my wife could be enjoying spa treatments and I could be watching the SciFi channel wearing the plush hotel robe. Alas we are confined to our apartment — pleasant nonetheless and made more wonderful with the company of Eke. So we watch our poor man’s cable confined to Boat Ride and Kate & Leopold.

No wife visit would be complete without a visit to at least one of the following: Bed Bath and Beyond, Crate and Barell(sp?), Bloomingdale’s, Pottery Barn, et al. I am most excited by the addition of Simple Human coffee maker to our NYC household. Of course, the jury is still out on the quality of this product.

However the best news was that C+P Sanchez = Olivia — all the best to them.

By the way Boat Ride is surprising watchable.

Beard Project and more
Saturday February 04th 2006, 5:41 pm
Filed under: East Coast Adventures, Calamities

Much has happened or at least a bit of time has passed. There were the holidays in Santa Monica . Then Macktez moves. Prosser Trail loses a mailbox — other than that the house is good shape and the recently planted trees and bushes are faring well. And I abandon my thinking that becoming a Notary Public will take me to next level rather I begin on the beard project. Unfortunately I buckle under pressure from my visiting West Coast wife (she did not go for the van dyke or magnum pi) or perhaps I merely did not have a good enough reason to absent mindedly drag a razor across my face.

return to the west
Thursday December 08th 2005, 3:56 pm
Filed under: West Coast Adventures

After a wonderful Thanksgiving with my East Coast husband and best friend . . .being thankful for many things, I return to LA where it is 60 degrees, sunny and they are playing christmas songs. More later.

Friday November 25th 2005, 6:19 pm
Filed under: East Coast Adventures

I am thankful for my wife — her adventurous, pilgrim soul — and that she laughs at my jokes. It is also some comfort to be married to a woman who beat up a Henson boy in her younger, formative years for bullying her brother. So I take solace and some comfort though cold it might be in that She has my back.

Also on Thanksgiving I am thankful that I am not a lobster though the ones we have were delicious. I put sea salt in the kettle so the lobsters think that there is hope.

I am also grateful that the internet did not fail this week — especially anything with DNS. And that a pimply twelve year old has not created some sort of script to comprise any of my personal computers and humiliate me.

Lastly I am grateful that I do not have a wheely or wheelie bag nor that no wheely or wheelie bag ran me over in Penn Station, NYC.

eccentricities or a start
Friday November 25th 2005, 5:01 pm
Filed under: East Coast Adventures

I have a bad habit. Upon writing in a new journal, I select carefully and quite arbitrarily a page anywhere to start — except, of course, the beginning or the end. My reasoning is thus: I care not to have an onlooker to judge me as novice diarist for I am on the first page or even worse that my imagination lacks the scope for anything beyond filling one blank page; also my method would confound the would-be finder of my journal to ascertain any meaning to my, let us say, chaotic ruminations.

As with other digital forms of communication I lack the art to cater or to adapt as most — so I use the blog according to my fancy with no regard for dates or consistent posting dedication. Rather I use this as a mosh of my as well as my marriage’s current life.

To serve as a synopis of sorts — since July 2005, my wife has been working and living in Los Angeles (El Segundo to be exact as the work place while resides in Santa Monica) while I have been working and living in New York City (Manhattan with some time visits to our house in Charlestown, RI).