Browsing All posts tagged under »Crazy«


July 24, 2012


While I was delivering my speech at my brother’s wedding, I kind of wondered why the cameraman was getting closer and closer to me.  I almost thought when I finished, he was going to say, “Wait, can we do it one more time in a medium shot?”  I was a little tipsy and too caught […]


May 5, 2012


It was with true resistance that I stepped through the doors of the medical annex.  And it was with mild delight that the man seating there when I walked in made me feel at home instantly.  All this for $29, I thought.  I should try Groupon more often.  “What’s your name?” “Myra.  And you’re…” “James.” […]

“F*#k the Job” #76

January 25, 2012


I’m a couple of weeks into the new job at the most dysfunctional restaurant ever, and I’m really trying my best to stay positive.  Every time the owner, who I must repeat looks like a mental institution escapee and sounds like a bear or perhaps wild boar, comes into the restaurant, he berates the managers, […]

“My Father: The Fashionista” #69

October 12, 2011


Temporarily deleted due to family tension.

Guys Who Wear Low Sagging Pants #67

October 5, 2011


Before I get into the Facebook fiasco with my father and the current silent treatment he’s imposing on me, I thought I’d post this funny Angry Gladys episode.  Our favorite curmudgeon addresses the boys who wear their pants below their asses.  Enjoy.   And stay tuned for upcoming family dysfunction.  

“Shoplifting at Dunkin Donuts” #64

September 21, 2011


“The world runs on Dunkin” is what I’m staring at while my father is arguing with the Indian minimum wage worker behind the counter over the price of munchkins. “That’s ridiculous,” my father exclaims. “That’s the price, sir,” says the young Indian who wishes right now that he came from an upper caste and didn’t […]

“Vito Stars in a Music Video” #63

September 14, 2011


I would do anything to live back in New York City in September.   My favorite city shines in this beautiful month, where the sunlight hints at an autumnal gold and the mood of change starts to trickle in…  As opposed to the mood of intestinal gas left over by my father as he lets it […]

Kermit Where Art Thou? #62

August 12, 2011


Last night an old friend of mine from the city invited me to go out dancing with her to a free event, held in a new, wannabe cool hotel on Tenth Avenue right near the tunnel to Jersey.  This friend of mine is one of those people who never asks how you’re really doing, how […]

“Plunder the Smorgasbunder” #59

July 8, 2011


When I walk into the kitchen, my mother is anxious, nervous, smiling, energetic.  The mail has just come and she is holding an envelope.  She wants me to sit down; she has something to tell me.  I’m paranoid that she’s found my blog, as she’s been snooping around my room lately, and I’m starting to […]

“Oh NO They Didn’t” #55

June 7, 2011


Despite really wanting to be alone and perhaps enjoying a quiet romantic dinner for one, I not only run into Brian and his brother, but my parents on the way into Tsar’s Palace, the main dining room of the ship.  So, out of courtesy, we all dine together.  Not only is my father asking Brian […]