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I was like a dear in headlights. Worse, I was like a baby deer in headlights. Not that anyone would have noticed. It starts as kind of an upset stomach. Classic butterflies. Or pterodactyls. Then I get a little giddy, a little unfocussed. I’d rather be a lone, but I’m meeting and greeting. I talk…

The little things aren’t working anymore. Not the turkey burger, the ice cream, the quiet night in front of the television. Nothing. Yesterday was a bit of a soul crusher. I don’t usually loath Mondays. I get up pretty quickly most mornings. I like what I do. But I just didn’t have it yesterday. I…

Where I come from, we call ’em Christmas lights. In New York City in July, they call ’em patio lights. As far as I’m concerned, a New York City roof deck is incomplete without ’em. I struck out early Saturday morning for a few strands. Gracious Home, Urban Outfitters, and a handful of local hardware…

I’m on the phone interviewing one of my heroes, Cameron Crowe, when my MiniDisc’s battery dies. I don’t have to tell you why I love this guy. He’s everything I want to be: a great writer, a great fan of music, and a great filmmaker. With more heart than most. He tops my very short…

My ass is sore, and it ain’t from runnin’. I spent about twelve hours parked on my ass Sunday. Jon and I left the vineyard around noon. I had about all the communism and community I could handle. I wanted some quiet time before flying home. “When’s your flight?” they asked. “In a minute,” I…

It didn’t take long to regret lobbying so heavily for a pre-wedding run. I was the first to change into running shorts. I thought it might motivate the others. Eventually, amidst the place setting, flower arranging, and chuppa building, Matt, his brother Marc, and friend Daniel (aka “B Love”) readied themselves for a few miles…