Monthly Archives: August 2012

We may roll our eyes or even scream out loud at dimwitted politicians who believe people rode on dinosaurs 6,000 years ago or that women who are raped can’t get pregnant. But these numbskulls are doing more than you or … Continue reading →

An upcoming TV series about a NYC building “haunted by the devil” is misguided in every sense of the word. Most egregious is that 666 Park Avenue will be represented by The Ansonia, the iconic building on Broadway off West … Continue reading →

After a night battling insomnia, my only desire was catching a 10 minute catnap on the M86 crosstown bus. Fat chance. “Welcome to the party bus!” bellowed the bus driver on the microphone before I even found a seat. “Anyone … Continue reading →

All day long, five minutes apart, the actors pass in front of me, hoping to be cast in my new play March Madness. Behind the power table we three wise men (ok, two men and a woman) sit: director Donald … Continue reading →

I was striding down a Manhattan street to my first job, 22 years old, idealistic and innocent. A middle aged woman (I would find out her name was Ernestine) marched in front of a real estate office carrying a placard: … Continue reading →