“I didn’t realize there was so much cocaine in Claritin.”
… make me miss my brother.
Our brother/sister snow team was epic. We built snow forts out of recycling bins, topped our snowmen with hard hats, and ate only the white stuff before mom pulled us in for hot chocolate and cookies.
In my house Fleetwood Mac was the sound of the ladies with the place to themselves. Chores were done in rhythm. The volume was all the way up.
For as long as I can remember, her favorite song was my favorite song.
My choice Fleetwood:
3. Monday Morning
4. Gold Dust Woman
5. I Believe My Time Ain’t Long
7. The Chain
8. Second Hand News
9. Oh Well, Part l
10. Say You Love Me
11. What Makes You Think You’re The One
12. Black Magic Woman
13. Never Going Back Again
16. I’m So Afraid
17. Rattlesnake Shake
19. You Make Loving Fun
20. Go Your Own Way
Friday was the annual ‘Skating Under the Stars’ event at Brooklyn’s Prospect Park. Admission gets you free booze, snacks, (candy cigarettes!) and three hours on the ice. (I managed not to fall!)
Wolf howls were signatured by the DJ, dubbed ‘DJ Moonlight’ by someone in the group, and due to the presence of the pack, came other ingenious mash ups:
1. He’s Just Not That Into You With Alligators
2. Saw With Cats
3. Babar With Down Syndrome
And for good measure: Razor Train, where the doors are – surprise! – razors.
…Stand clear of the closing doors please.
Tonight the streets are ruled by women – there are almost no men in sight.
I’m not in front of a TV, but there is little doubt to which day of the year it is. Pizza shops are empty, but employees are frantic, “Oohs” and “Aahs” thunder out of bars and every window flickers with the light of the same channel.
1. Organized chaos. Efficiency is sexy.
2. Swedish meatballs!
3. “What is this?” “I have no idea.” “I want it.” “Me too.” “Swedish bastards.”
4. Kid on the shuttle who squealed “FASTER!” at the driver with getaway zeal.
5. New friends: