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Dear Ben, In just a few weeks, you’ll be laying in a hospital bed with a broken jaw. You’ll look in the mirror but — what with those wired teeth and that Elephant Man swelling — fail to recognize yourself. It’s a whole lotta’ trauma on account of a girl, and a knuckleheaded football player,…

At the end of the day, the meet cute doesn’t count for much. I mean, make no mistake; it’s a cute story. I thank my lucky stars that Abbi happened onto my Friendster profile, found my website, came to my rock show, and tapped me on the shoulder — to say nothing of the fact…

Once again, it was debate night in Hell’s Kitchen. And once again, Chris and Meg Abad hosted a viewing party of epic proportions. We drank beers, ate nachos, and yelled at the TV screen. We gaffawed at CNN’s silly graphics, played Palin Bingo, and chugged on a number of key phrases (“maverick,” “reform,” “change,” etc.).…

So… the bill for last months emergency appendectomy surgery came yesterday. $30,445.16. Thirty grand!!! Abbi and I could go scuba diving in Belize six times! We could buy a brand-new Jaguar X-Type! We could put a 5% down payment on a $600,000 house! The bill’s full of interesting stuff, though, like a $219.19 “specimen bag”…

Two weeks ago this afternoon, I was in surgery. This morning, I was back on the road, running 4.87 miles in just over 51 minutes. Abbi and I rose in the dark, stretched, and started slow. We ran west towards the river, north along Hudson River Park, then up into Riverside Park. It felt great…

I called my sister-in-law from the lobby. My nephew answered. “Where are you?” he asked in his hushed, adorable phone voice. “I’m on my way to the park to meet Aunt Abbi,” I replied. “So are we!” he said, only slightly-more enthused. “See you at the finish line!” I said. I called my dad from…