The world now knows the fastest man on the planet is Jamaican. Like Celest, I loved watching the Olympics and was tuned in when Usain Bolt won his first gold the very night I met another Jamaican man, on the subway no less. Bolt may be fast, but my Jamaican is free!
I was standing alone [...]
Archive for August, 2008
August 30th, 2008
Free Yaself Sista!
August 23rd, 2008
Affettati Addendum, by Celest
A few months back, I tried out a new sandwich spot on 7th St. that I found disappointingly lacking in preparedness and panache. I commented that I doubted I’d revisit the spot because in my neighborhood, there are too many great places to get stuck with anything that seems mediocre. But I changed my mind [...]
August 15th, 2008
An Olympic Appetite, by Celest
I’ve been watching a lot of Olympic coverage. During the boring sports, like water polo, I’ve been shopping for gym wear online. I feel certain that the $400 investment in Stella McCartney-designed Adidas workout clothes will soon make me a regular at my gym again. But I’m gonna wait until it arrives in the mail [...]
August 10th, 2008
Table for One
I’m a fan of the occasional solo dinner or night out, alone. Maybe my plans have fallen through, maybe I just feel like channeling my inner Garbo, but from time to time, I want to be alone, in public. I’m not talking red dress, martini sipping and eye contact with a handsome stranger across the [...]
August 5th, 2008
That’s Not Kosher
The other night I sat home watching Thelma & Louise on Bravo. It was a Saturday night (to be precise) and my neighborhood was abuzz with the usual dating and drinking crowd. I know this because I left my apartment for the first time that day at around 11 at night, to buy pasta. Somebody’s [...]
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