Something Worth Holding Onto

The sun never did quite break through the fog yesterday. Dusk, then, found the skyline brushed with a fine, salmon-colored mist. Heading up Tenth Avenue, the city looked like a Hollywood back lot. The Parsons Desk was unwieldy even without my messenger bag, or the shopping bag full of Bed, Bath & Beyond clothes hangers.…

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Send This Smile Over To You

A little less than three years ago, I shot a music video for “The Rest of My Life” in which I feigned to move into a hip New York City apartment with a beautiful blonde. This weekend, my fiction became reality. And what a reality. I announced my impending cohabitation to a colleague Thursday afternoon.…

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Funny Ha Ha

Sometimes you have to laugh to keep from cryin’. It’s not that anything’s terribly difficult right now, it’s that everything’s difficult right now: merging, moving, wedding planning, work, the documentary, rock ‘n roll. But that’s ok. It’s my life. So we laugh to keep from crying. And in the last few days, I’ve had a…

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At The End Of The Day

In nearly fifteen years of living in New York City, I’ve never seen anything like it. I swiped my Metrocard, passed through the turnstile, waved off Robert (“We’ll do a creative in the morning,” he said in jest), and turned for the Broadway line. I wasn’t halfway down the stairs when the traffic jam started.…

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Burning Photographs

I’m sitting on the kitchen floor, closets and cupboards thrown wide, sorting through old notebooks, folders, postcards, CDs, tapes, and photographs. “Whatcha’ doin’?” Abbi calls and asks. “Deleting ex girlfriends,” I reply (only half in jest). I am thinning some two-thousand photos spanning the better part of a decade — My Twenties — down to…

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Wasting Away

Ed. note: I scribbled the following on Ritz Carlton stationary as Abbi and waited out our six hour delay in the Montego Bay airport. Somehow, when I was re-telling the tale of our engagement here in The Daily Journal, it didn’t seem to fit. So I share it with you here now. If there’s a…

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The Year Of Magical Thinking – MP3

Once again, the epiphany arrived at the intersection of 72d & Broadway. The first few drops of the first spring rain were falling. The air was thick and warm. Rush hour traffic was slowing. A few blocks uptown, spotlights searched the sky above The Beacon. I was double-crossing Broadway and 73d concurrently when I thought,…

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Actual Email, Vol. I

What follows is an actual email exchange between myself, one of my most-esteemed colleagues, and one of our journalist heroes. From: KL Sent: Tuesday, March 20, 2007 1:43 PM To: BW, RM Subject: From a film publicist — note the underline ref at the end… In addition to an interesting plot, there’s a character arc…

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I’ll Be Me (For A While)

Like my friend James says, it’s not like you stop spinning you wheels. I was walking home Thursday night from another twelve hour day reinventing the Network of Fun. The weather had deteriorated from sunny, calm and sixty to cloudy, blustery and thirty in anticipation of Friday’s Nor’easter. I was woefully underdressed in my sweater…

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Fitter, Happier

Democracy should spread on its own accord, by choice. But I guess President Bush made it clear in the 2000 elections individual choice — votes — a democracy do not make. Sound familiar? I wrote that sentence exactly four years ago today, in the hours just subsequent to Rumsfeld’s beloved “shock and awe.” The post…

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