Last night, in the middle of the night, after too many drinks and too little adult supervision, I decided I had stewed in the jacuzzi for too long and it was time to call it a night. Some of our motley crew had already passed out and some had gone home. Mike, Crissy, and I […]
I’m not the only BMoA (Big Man of Astoria) traveling around and getting into funny adventures around the world. Our good friend Rossi recently made himself a legend in Cape Town and a series of emails tells the tale better than I ever could.
——– from Rossi, day 1 ———–
Yeah I’m in South Africa, I have […]
I haven’t been drinking lately. Since I got back from NYC after the New Year actually. Not a single drink. Not a drop. I haven’t been “on the wagon” or in AA meetings, or even worried about my typical drinking habits, even though some people are. I don’t need alcohol to have a good time. […]
Let me see if I can translate via blog how much pain I was in after my hernia surgery…
OW! OW! OW! FUCKING OW! There, I think that sums it up. Let’s not forget about the swelling in my “area.” Yeah, so much fun! I could barely move the after the surgery, but boy, let […]
7 Seven years ago I nearly agreed to be set up with a girl by our friend Jay. I despise the idea of setups, blind dates, and internet dating. I HATE the idea of committing to spend some of my valuable time with someone I’ve never met, don’t know what they look like, and don’t […]
The night I arrived in Cairo, I was tired, confused, and poorly prepared for the assault on my senses and sensibilities that would come in the following days. Waleed took me to Dwarves of the East, and I smoked my first (of many) sheesha. My second day was not quite as relaxing.
A whirlwind tour of […]
Jason McElwing is a Special Education student at Greece Athena High School in Rochester, NY.
He is the basketball team’s manager, and is loved by all that know him.
Jason’s been on the team for two years, and helps out the coach and players in any way he is able to.
For the last game of the season […]
A bold gesture from a friendly African cab driver saved my soul tonight. I left work tired, aggravated, dejected, and depressed, reevaluating my chosen life and location, too tired to take a subway. 7:45pm and sober is a stretch for taking a cab, even for me. On Madison Avenue, between 41st and 42nd, at 7:45, […]
Many of you have asked or written me privately asking how the Open Letter to Mindy Raf turned out. Well, the simple answer is, not good. I enjoyed writing the letter, and all of your interest. Even Mindy pretty quickly responded, on her blog, and in an email. It’s been long enough that I think […]
I finished up dinner with my girlfriend at a little restaurant on 13th and 8th. We hadn’t decided how we were getting home yet, so we walked around the block, onto 14th, and towards the Square. It was a beautiful night. We walked for a block or two, between 7th and 8th, where the block […]
In 1989, I wore black, high waisted, Z. Cavaricci’s with 100 belt loops, pinched, tucked and rolled into a taper above my black Reebok hightops with the velcro strap stuck off to the side. I wore a white cotton turtle neck under a red champion sweatshirt, with a gold herringbone necklace on the outside, from […]
Meet Corey, the Starbucks homeless-nerd. Stephanie and I decided to interview him the other night to answer all of your probing questions. Armed with notepad and iMic’d iPod we approached him at his “office” in Starbucks. He was a friendly and personable, well-spoken, and witty. He charmed us instantly, and we spoke with him for […]