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I never thought I be that guy, but there I was, walking into the Beekman Theater to see an advance screening of ‘The Terminal’ with a plastic Toys-R-Us bag in hand. See, here’s the thing: I work in Times Square across the street from the Empire of Toys. In my eight years here, I’ve taken…

In his brief 365 days in the world, Ethan Baruch Wagner has not only mastered “Hi” and “By Bye,” he’s not only begun walking (God help us), but he’s also reminded at least one 32-year-old just how precious and beautiful each moment here on Earth can be. In an effort to honor and appreciate this…

I want to be eloquent, moving, original, interesting… but I’ve got nothing for you. Well, maybe not nothing, but very little. Every day can’t be poetry, ok? I absolutely ran out of steam today. Maybe it was the run this morning. Maybe it was the hour and a half Video Music Awards meeting (they’re three…

There’s a framed photo of me on a shelf in my living room. I’m wearing a white t-shirt, a backwards blue baseball cap with silver wings, and a slight smile. I’m holding a pen, and scribbling furiously on a sheet of loose leaf paper. That’s all that is evident from the photo; memory reveals context.…

Kevin and I spent as much time drinking beer tonight as we did rehearsing for next week’s Block Island Music Festival. Which is fine with me. I mean, that’s kinda’ the idea, isn’t it? In fact, I am fresh from Rumors, an unfortunately named pub on 55th & Eighth Avenue, where Kev and I topped…

There are myths in family, tales spoken so often and not that they become something other than their truth or fiction. This is mine. My parents were born and raised in Waterloo, Iowa, a manufacturing town of about 100,000, on the muddy banks of the Cedar River. It is quieter now, I imagine, than the…