A Year On The Ground

Meet Me in Montauk (or Just in the Mexican Place Around the Corner): In Midtown, Heading to a surprise reunion with one my favorite Kansas residents. Snuck out of work mid-shift to meet him. So happy I actually skipped when I got close to the restaurant. [3/12/11]

Bringing The Band Back Together: In a penthouse apartment above SoHo, jamming on guitars with friends until the wee hours of the morning. [3/13/11]

Take The Long Way Home: In SoHo, instead of going home after the world’s longest day at work I end up in the elevator of a friend’s brother’s apartment. [3/12/11]

A Small Reunion & A Tiny Dancer: In the East Village, at Sing Sing Karaoke (the good one, on Avenue A) meeting up with my old intern and the interns-turned-friends of last summer, singing “Tiny Dancer” to a packed house. [3/12/11]

Where?: In Bay Ridge, Brooklyn (also known as the very edge of the world), in the loneliest Century 21 in America. [3/11/11]

Slice of Life: At Stromboli’s Pizza in the East Village, in a desperate attempt to stave off tomorrow’s hangover. [3/7/11]

Singing To The Rafters: On my back at Pulse Karaoke in Midtown, singing along to my friend’s stirring rendition of “Hurts So Good.” [2/28/11]

Sharing Colin Firth’s Big Moment: In Brooklyn (Prospect Heights), talking my way through the Oscars and making bets based on principle alone. [2/27/11]

The Final Countdown: Inside of Bann in West Midtown, with one hour to go before the friendly wait staff of this fine restaurant throws us out on the street. [2/26/11]

Waitin’ Around: Outside of Bann in West Midtown, waiting in the cold all for want of a reservation. [2/26/11]