Gawk-her

I am not a celebrity gawker. The main reason being that in my fourteen years as a New Yorker, my brushes with the glitterati have been limited to spotting that guy who played Paulie in the Rocky series. Yeah, I’m not even going to look up his real name on IMDB because really, would you […]

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Beer, It Isn’t Just for Breakfast Anymore

Oh my holy hell, y’all, I have a stock tip for you.  Ibuprofen.  Yes, sales of ibuprofen are going to go through the roof within the next few months.  When I’m lying on the apartment floor after a run, Mr. Dingo thinks I’m practicing my visualization — you know, “seeing” myself completing the marathon, imagining […]

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When Bad Fashion Attacks

I so wish you could see what I see when I am out for my run. A few days ago I talked about the lady running in high heeled sneakers and lest you think I’m lying, I will take my camera with me on one of my “off” days when I’m walking. I did not […]

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