fireballs & tsunami

Lisa and me.

Andrew and Kim.

If you’re going to San Francisco…

Ladies who lounge.

Melissa and Lisa are 2 cute 2 be 4 real.

Matt enjoys the sun.

The Melissanator.

Williamsburg sunset.

Melissa and me.

Picture wars.

And the dancing begins.

Windblown.

No explanation necessary.

Relaxing.

Andrew.

Since I love my readers, I would like to let you in on a NYC “hidden spot.” In the back corner of Le Parker Meridian’s hotel lobby, flanked by heavy drapes and marked only with a tiny neon light, you will find the entrance to a dive which offers some of the best burgers, fries, […]

It’s been a minute since I’ve uploaded photos. Here are some from MTV music supervisor extraordinaire Jen’s birthday party at Brother Jimmy’s / Iggy’s karaoke bar on the Upper East Side.

I take pride in having a unique last name, despite the neverending questions/comments: “Do you own the basketball team? Hey, your last name is like that thrusting, cylindrical automobile part. Are you related to that famous neoclassical composer guy?” Yes. And, a very cool fellow blogger has even suggested I could be a superhero with […]

One of the things I love about my corner coffee shop, aptly named The Coffee Pot, is that on Sundays I can enjoy my cup o’ joe and find sections of the Times scattered haphazardly about the shop. When I sat down on Sunday, the Style section’s front-page article, “Here I Am Taking My Own […]

For one reason or another, there are a handful of recent-ish films with strong critical and commercial fanbases that I end up disliking; these films include Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind; Being John Malkovich; Reservoir Dogs; Fight Club; The Hours; Secretary; Closer; My Big Fat Greek Wedding. At one point or another, I’ve considered […]