Carpool Confessions
John has a car and offers to drive home from grad class every Tuesday and Wednesday night for three months. There are four of us for a twenty-minute drive home, and I quickly come to love the car rides and the camaraderie.
Training Collar
People know that collar = priest. Seeing a twenty-something woman in a collar is something of an anomaly.
The Number One Conversation I Don’t Know How to Have At a Dinner Party
I also think you should know that I once used you, not by name (of course), as an illustration to my students. “Did you know,” I began, “that there are some people who know where I work and feel bad for me?”
A Small Oasis
It’s a remnant of an earlier time, back when the High Line was simply an overgrown former elevated rail track and Gansevoort Street was stained red with the blood of slaughtered animals.
How to Shop for Groceries in New York, Or, First World Problems
You do not get anything frozen, because your refrigerator sits under your counter, and the “freezer” area of it does not actually freeze anything.
Stars, Etc.
But there are some things I hold dear that you just can’t get in the greatest city in the world. And that’s where the stars come in.
HONY
Stanton has a massive platform, and he stands on it with poise and humility. In an online world that screeches with hostility and self-aggrandizement, Stanton is the most elusive and vital kind of storyteller.
Stumbling Upon Poetry in Paris
I am having a conversation in broken English outside a bar with a man named Matthieu. He brought up the attacks before I did, which is good, because I was terrified to bring it up, and not even sure if I should. “You are from New York, so you understand,” he explained.
You Can Take the Girl Out of the Midwest, But…
Somehow, though, moving to a place like NYC made me realize, perhaps for the first time, just how much there is to love about Middle America.
Death Comes to the Umbrella
Before New York, having an umbrella blow inside out was a fluke, something astonishing that might happen in really bad weather. Mainly something that happened in cartoons or Mary Poppins.
