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Mornings
Mornings! There are two types of mornings in this house. There are the mornings when I wake up early and have nothing on the docket for the day: Like the other day, when I woke up, watched RuPaul’s Drag Race, ate a burrito, then went back to bed for a little nap. Amazing. Then there…
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What I Believe
I believe in recycling…always. I believe everyone has the right to the very best help we can provide. I believe in taking pictures because they last longer. I believe life is worth living for. I believe laughter helps. I believe we all have the ability to change the world for the better, if we choose…
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Hell’s Damn It Kitchen
At the end of this week, I will (hopefully) be giving ghost tours in Hell’s Kitchen! Which meant that today, on the hottest day of the ever EVERS, I practiced walking the route IN THE HOT. And came across this: Fitting, no? Although I’m pretty sure the creature terrorizing the neighborhood is ME. Me, with…
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You Can’t Go Home Again
It’s been more than a year since I was last in Forest Hills! More than a year since I last lived in the house above, and boy has it changed. New stoop, new roof, no bushes out front. From the outside, it was unrecognizable. Which made me really sad. The whole town was different. New…
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Ghost Stories
Tonight, I’ll be giving a ghost tour. Yes, I enjoy the paranormal, the bloody, the serial killers! It’s always funny to see people’s reactions when I tell them about this strange passion of mine, but the response I have in my mind is, why doesn’t this interest you? Death is one of the few things…
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Bridalplasty
Much like the time I watched a 16-wheeler get stuck under an underpass, Bridalplasty is just one of those things you know you shouldn’t watch but you just can’t help staring at and talking about. Everything about this show is repulsive and demeaning. It preys on women’s personal insecurities while also feeding into the celebrity-…
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Not Guilty
Call me wicked, call me wasteful, tell me I’m lazy and self-indulgent, but I refuse – REFUSE – to feel guilty about enjoying my life. If like has a purpose, what is it? Is death like an audit – having to account for and justify every moment spent, every dollar? Is frivolity against the law?…
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The Real World
Tom Otterness, The Real World, 1992, in Rockefeller Park in the North end of Battery Park City. photos by me (and Instagram, @meghansara)
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Try It!
I believe in trying everything once. I believe you should do things that scare you (a little). You never know what you might like! Yesterday, I had a fresh lobster at Chelsea Market! I couldn’t take pictures while eating because hello, hot melted butter on my iPhone? Terrible idea. I’ve never been a huge fan…
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My Town is Better Than Your Town
…because our street signs are in haiku. Happy National Poetry Month!
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Artists
Last night’s dream found me in a dismal post-apocalyptic world. We, the lucky survivors, were forced to live in dreary, primitive bunkers. Safe and provided for, but my soul was unhappy. Finally, I was able to voice my displeasure: “I miss clothes! I miss color! I just want to dance!” This morning I realized that’s…
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Beautiful Bryant Park
Beautiful beautiful Bryant ParkNYPL to the East ESB to the South XSq to the West(I made that last one up)
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You Can Always Go
DOWNTOWN! …if Petula Clark is to be believed. You can take silly pictures on the train platform! …but people will look at you like you’re crazy or worse, a tourist… You look prettiest when you’re happy! …and in low-level fluorescent lighting with a series of Instagram filters… You can buy happiness for $3! …or, the…
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Bon Mots from the Crazy Guy on the Train
“There are two reasons I don’t drink from the toilet anymore: Number One, and Number Two.” “I can’t stand sitting and I can’t sit standing.” “I have good news and bad news for you.” “What is it, doctor?” “The bad news is, you have three months to live.” “What’s the good news?” “The good news…
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The Highline, in Springtime
The Highline, NYC’s newest park, early spring 2012 Strikingly verdant. Modern. Industrial.
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April Fool’s!
Well, I feel pretty April Fooled. Trying to buy a single roll of toilet paper (!) at Duane Reade, my card was declined. Twice. And the guy looks at me like I’m insane, not having the 99 cents for toilet paper. Uh, turns out my debit card expired. April Fool’s! Then I try to pick…
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The Chocolate Bunny Story
My grandfather was not known to be an affectionate man. He worked a dangerous job, building the electrical plant in Niagara Falls, taking treacherous buses down steep hills into the Niagara River to build and supply power to the whole region. He was proud, and self-assured, but a romantic he was not. One Easter, he…
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I Used To See Me On TV
Growing up pre-Internet in a small town where everything closed at 9pm save for the WAL*MART and the two local Denny’ses (pancakes and auto parts, yee haw!), television was my only link to the outside world. Not to take all the credit away from my family, teachers and peers, but I think television shaped who…