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You aren’t clutzy…

Poor Jimmy Fallon.

He fell yet again in Massachusetts, hurting his right hand. This is the same year he hurt his left hand so badly, he spent a week in ICU, and chipped a tooth trying to open a tube of lotion for said hand.

What a clutz…or maybe not?

You may recall I got bit by a stingray on my family’s beach vacation in Florida.  There were 10 of us; I got the chomp.


Now it appears a spider bit my right arm sometime over the past two days,  and I have a swollen lump of itchiness near my elbow.

We, Jimmy, are the chosen.

I will let you know if I figure out how to get off the list.


That Ann


Core values

There was an ad in the subway today for the latest exhibit at the Museum of Sex, entitled Hard Core: A Century and a Half of Obscene Imagery.


It’s not that difficult for me to imagine  that such pictures exist,  especially at this particular venue.  But for the museum itself to use the word obscene to describe the art it displays seems like an argument against its own credibility.

Then again, you do have to pay to get in…

So I guess the marketing  department knows what they are doing.

Freeze frame

Oh boy — individual TVs on my flight to ATL!


And mine is so friendly — it has been welcoming me for almost 45 minutes.

Can you say busted?


Hey ya’ll


And I really mean hay! I am in Kentucky.

Is that a gorgeous view or what?

Socks and stripes

I saw these socks on the subway tonight.


They made me very happy.

I was reminded of the Wicked Witch of the East,  childhood and all things denim and cozy — all at the same time.

The guy wearing  them seemed happy, too.

Coincidence?  I think not.


Tell ’em, Nora