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What finds me in the East Village at 12:30 with a belly full of tequila, beer, and Twizzlers? Better still, why am I home an hour later eating half-cooked vegetables and a Bocca Burger? Valid questions both. Read on. I joined two delightful co-workers for an advance screening of the Jack Black comedy vehicle ‘School…

‘Ordinary life is pretty complex stuff.’ Or so says Harvey Pekar, real-life star of the comic book, theatrical production, and now art house (but corporate financed) film, ‘American Splendor.’ I saw it tonight on Kurt Loder’s urging, and also out of a sense that, through witnessing another man’s transcendence of sadness, loneliness, and disappointment, perhaps…

I looked away from the videoconference link to Los Angeles for an instant, fixing my gaze on the florescent lights overhead. They throbbed twice, dimming to brown, then faded to black. The entire MTV News Online New York team assembled paused unsteadily, rose from its seats, and shuffled in place. I awaited the thermonuclear blast…

Ouch, a thousand times, ouch. It seems I can’t spend an evening in Kevin Anthony’s recording studio without incurring some inane injury. As I type, my left foot is soaking in scalding saltwater following a home surgery reminiscent of Civil War amputation. I don’t know what it is, or what caused it, but the pad…

I’m not really sure where to start, or what to say. I’m in a post-race beer, pretzel and DVD-fest, the cherished 48 (or so) hour period following major events in which I don’t beat myself up for not running. It’s so moist outside, I hate to get myself back in the running groove again anyway,…

Ok, so maybe “downsized” was the wrong word choice. I wrote yesterday that the NYC Triathlon had been “downsized” to a biathlon due to water conditions in the Hudson. But now, as I bask here in the aching afterglow, running nine miles and riding 25 miles seems sufficiently sizeable to me. If I weren’t so…