The Life Altering Power of Pigs

Pigs are majestic. You heard me right. 600 enormous, lumbering pounds of majestic. I have no pig fascination start date.  Yes, I have always loved Miss. Piggy. That lovable, complicated, firecracker of a pig, taught me all of the useful French that I know and how to karate chop with the best of them. I …

Surf’s Up

Embrace uncertainty as possibility. I am usually a planner, but this beach trip was on the fly. Final destination unknown. I left Virginia long before first light to be at the Babylon Long Island Rail Road stop at 10am. I always marvel at how a five-hour drive can deliver me to a place that is …

The Diner

Yes, you can go home. I woke up early on an already hot summer morning in an airport hotel near MacArthur. Although I could have easily gone to any number of nearby bagel shops or diners for the perfect Long Island breakfast before heading to my godfather’s house for the quintessential family dinner, Moriches was …

Surf and Turf

Change speed often. Do what you’ve never done. In the course 12 hours I went from sailing for the first time, to opening up my beloved Mini on an international speedway. Go heeling both in the surf and on the turf. It actually is remarkably healing.   Truth be told, sailing is as refreshing as …

Adventures in Public Transportation

Unlike most of the people I know, I actually enjoy an escapade on public transportation. Being a part of a rush of urban humanity and riding the wave from point A to B makes me feel like I am a part of something bigger than myself. Plus, it is a funny sociological experiment whose empirical …

The Sunday Times

Early in the morning on a Sunday under an angry gray sky in the midst of an all to rare holiday weekend, even the suburbs of DC are quiet. I always make it a point to enjoy the forced slowness of a Sunday morning by hunting down a copy of The New York Times on …