Jasper becomes one.

My nephew, Jasper, turned one on Thursday. Sorry I missed it, doo doo.

The Mean Streets of New York

Julie and I went to New York in July. I lost my collapsible wayfarers, took a ferry to my favorite beach in Brooklyn, searched for jumpers, felt like Ugly Betty during meetings at Ford Model Agency and watched Mean Streets from the deep end of McCarren Pool. I also ate my weight in italian ice, italian rollatini, slabs of bbq bacon, sides of cornbeef hash and organic whipped cream from a truck. Done and done.

RIP Columbo

Lovingly referred to as "the asshole." You'll be missed, Columbo.

Man-bob

Thanks, Kay.

Summer breeze

Sweet summer jamz are in full swing and so is my muther frickin blog! Logman is looking good!
But I'm looking better.