An unfiltered fire hose of flaming condemnation

The finish line

This is the last time I’m going to have time to write before I run the NYC Marathon on Sunday. Yes. After a gentle three miles on the treadmill this morning I decided I’m going to give this thing a go. No, I will not…

November 3, 2011

Farm Anatomy

My love for artist Julia Rothman pretty much knows no bounds (see her Daydream wallpaper, her hand-silkscreened pillows, her stylish magnets, and a collector’s mug). So you can imagine the squeal I produced when I saw this book: Farm Anatomy: The Curious Parts and Pieces…

Capri what?

What is she drinking? Why, of course, the organic juice of a locally grown fruit that I squeezed myself. AS IF I WOULD LET HER DRINK ANYTHING ELSE.