ampersand at the magnet theater

ElMo rounded out the evening of duo improv with the poingnantly comic duet of a benign kidnapper (Jeff) and kidnappee (Michele)

nosy puppy, wears all black and other turkey day stories

Government sanctioned gluttony began with baking my 2 favorite pies - apple and pecan...


Paul brought out the O'Hanlon take on Parker House Rolls (they were sooo delish)


Wolfie cuddles up to Nathan:


Lovelies Leigh and Dan:


And a rousing game of Celebrity!


(not pictured: Stan and Libby were there and Michele's mom Millie, and Jeff and Rachel came post prandium for a round of Balderdash.)

Heads up, peeps...there's a new party in town...

The Rent is Too Damn High Party


And they have a wicked soundtrack. I know cuz my friend Leigh told me so!

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A dachshund with a blog:

No - I'm not calling Marvi a dog!!! She just types for Spud, her teensy wiener wunder dog. Yes, she does.

sittin' around, guessing Jessica's baby's name/gender...

What does YOUR name mean?

Crooklyn Style

Issue #2 of The Brooklynite debuted amongst friends and Bocce ball at Floyd on Atlantic Avenue.

Daniela (L), contributing editor and author of Issue #2's Empty Palaces in Atacpan, with Jill Gardiner of the New York Sun

awww:

Rose & Debbie hone in on the bocce action.

Ruth Graham (New York Sun) just can't put the new issue down!

Rockin' the Javits

At the International Hotel/Motel & Restaurant Show®

Buy Hipster T-Shirts!

I know you want to. I do!

Home Ec Weekend

And the maiden voyage of Paul's stove...

Home Improvement Weekend

about the author

my latest obsession

food stunts

This is Wes Anderson...

... and these are the brilliant photographers and photo lovers I got to hang out with last night at a Getty party in spite of the fact that I couldn't, before now, pick Wes Anderson out of a line up.






Ben and his pic:

novelling

is hard.

"Right now, human beings as a mass, have a gruesome appetite for what they call ‘real’, whether it’s Reality TV or the kind of plodding fiction that only works as low-grade documentary, or at the better end, the factual programmes and biographies and ‘true life’ accounts that occupy the space where imagination used to sit.

Such a phenomenon points to a terror of the inner life, of the sublime, of the poetic, of the non-material, of the contemplative.

Against all this, a writer such as myself, who believes in the power of story telling for its mythic and not its explanatory qualities, and who believes that language is much more than information, must row against the tide rather like Siegfried rowing against the current of the Rhine." - Jeanette Winterson

for now, let me say this...

... their chocolate is perfect. perfect. perfect. (tres expensive, of course, thanks Wine Spectator!) but I got a personal introduction to the stuff from Mssr. Richart himself today. The Earl Grey truffles, and I mean this literally, are to die for.

*sigh*

http://www.speckproducts.com/

check it, yo

Clown U!

The first episode of FRESHMAN CLOWNS featuring that HOT CLOWN named SPRINKLES with the HOT VOICE of a Michele Medlin will be on the Sunday Pants site on a rotating schedule, keep checking.

Also, the second episode will air on Dec. 4th so don't miss it!