A blog about New York City, my books, and my cats. Mostly.
One of my favorite presidents. This is the statue of him at the Museum of Natural History. It’s kinda racist, isn’t it? There’s a native American on one side of him and an African on the other. It gives a subservient, walking-below-the-great-man feel to the statue. I just googled it and sure enough, there have been calls for its removal.
Another shot from my walk down Central Park West. This is looking into the lobby of one of the luxury buildings I passed by.
There are so many great reasons to be wealthy, like never having to worry about having enough money for healthcare. But right now I’m in despair because I can’t imagine ever being so affluent I could spare enough for something so utilitarian and yet so exquisite as these door handles. I came across them while walking down Central Park West after a doctor’s appointment.
They are so beautiful I wish I knew the artist’s name so I could celebrate that person.
A wonderful, wonderful person named Christine Gourin posted these words about my book, Waiting For My Cats to Die: A Memoir, along with a picture of her gorgeous cat! (I have a soft spot for orange cats.) Thank you, Christine!!
“I will always have this book on my shelf. This memoir is funny, poignant, and insightful. It’s like hanging out with a funny, cleverer friend. With a point. Instead of waiting for my cats to die – to move on, so my “real” life can begin- I learned to love the life I have, fall in love with everyone and everything a little, and add the little bits and pieces and in-between moments of glory up. And it becomes enough. There’s so much beauty in the small things, and it makes a life.”
It looks like someone is getting a puppy as a present. I know that people advise against this, for good reason, but I’m going to hope for the best. A friend of mine was given a puppy as a present and he ended up being the love of her life, so it can end well.
He looks a little nervous, but man is he the cutest little guy in the world. There’s a puppy at the ASPCA right now in the isolation ward. He has parvo, but it looks like he’s going to be just fine. He was relinquished by the owner and he is insanely and ridiculously adorable. I want him. I’m not allowed to post pictures of the animals there otherwise there’d be pictures of him here already.
