Sunday, October 28, 2007

The crazies are shopping at Goodwill

I had an unexpected afternoon off, and after working many 14-hour days in the past few weeks I decided to treat myself with a trip to my favorite thrift shop, Goodwill. It was a typical Saturday afternoon in the store- lots of old ladies trying to use their senior discounts, and young women dragging their boyfriends through the aisles making them hold mounds of clothes while asking, “Do you like this color on me?”

I was in the dress aisle, and behind me I overheard someone whining aloud in a nasally, drawn out voice, “I can’t fiiiiind anythiiiiing!!! Where iiiiiiis it? Where iiiiiiis it?” I turned and saw an older woman with a buzz cut, dressed all in purple, who was visibly upset but also a little vacant. I thought she was talking to herself until I noticed that she was walking alongside another older woman. So I turned back to continue shopping for dresses. A few moments later, the whiner turned into my aisle, saying, “Excuuuuuse me! Excuuuuuuse me!” getting more and more agitated. I looked to see if she was talking to her friend, but there was no one anywhere near her. The “friend” was long gone and I started to realize that this woman was Crazy with a capital C. She slowly started down my aisle loudly proclaiming that “the devil wouldn’t let me find anything!” Then she steped right into me, reaching completely in front and past me to clothes on the other side of me, all the while whining like a child, “Moooove! You’re in my waaaaaaay! You’re in my waaaaaaay! Moooove!” Other people noticed this scene and gave me sympathetic looks. I picked up my hand basket and moved to the other side of the aisle. The woman started swearing, presumably at me as she pushed passed me, “F- you. F-you. A-hole...” I just smiled, took a deep breath and moved on, realizing that though I had the right to resist or complain to her about her behavior, it would be much better to just remain peaceful. A few minutes later, one of the witnesses came up to me and said that the woman had locked herself in a dressing room and wouldn’t come out. I just shook my head and thanked her for the report. It’s nice to know that the other shoppers were looking out for me.

I cherish these New York moments...

Saturday, October 27, 2007


I was on the subway tonight and looked down to see a white mouse, about 3 inches long, scurry across the floor of the subway. The mouse had a strange blue line down its back, almost like it had been drawn on with pen. The woman next to me said, "It's hers" and pointed to the girl across from us. The girl had blue and purple punks streaks in the black hair, and wore combat boots with a different colored lace in each boot. She bent down and scooped up the mouse and put it up the sleeve of her denim coat. But the mouse scurried out again, followed by a second mouse (which was plain white, with no blue stripe- maybe she drew on the first mouse so she could tell them apart?) The mice ran onto her arm and both got very calm as she pet them. She let go of them and they started cleaning themselves, both of them doing it slowly and exactly the same way, almost like watching people do tai-chi in Central Park. I turned to the woman next to me and said, “Well. Now I’ve seen everything.”

Monday, October 22, 2007

Left Brain vs Right Brain test

This is really interesting. How do YOU view the photo?

The Daily Telegraph- Australia

I can only see it clockwise- my brain won't see it any other way!

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Discrimination in Casting

A friend of mine recently sent me a link to an article she wrote for Plus Model Magazine, talking about some recent casting calls requesting plus size women and the context of the casting. I think this article puts an important spotlight on the industry and here's my questions- at which point does comedy or freedom of speech turn into discrimination and keeping prejudice alive?

Jennifer Jonassen has an intimate style of writing which makes her an everyman's hero. Click here to read the article.

And click here for another article by Jennifer:

Now, if we could only get some writers out there to create GOOD roles for this type category!

I love a "Parade"

Below is a link to an incredible step by step outline of how the musical “Parade” was re-vamped for a tighter, smaller revival production in London. This blog is hosted and written by Jason Robert Brown, the musical’s Tony winning composer, and the blog entry helps readers get a little closer to how a musical is conceived and written. Things like this inspire me to no end! Please do read and enjoy:

Friday, October 5, 2007

New York Moment

Quintessential New York Moment: I was walking down 23rd St between 5th and Park Aves and a good looking Latina woman, between the ages of 30-40, was walking in the opposite direction towards me. She crosses the sidewalk closer to me, reaches out and stops me.

Her: "Hi. Can I talk to you for a minute?"
Me: "Uh..."

Did she think I was someone else? Did she need directions? Did I have toilet paper stuck to my shoe?

Her: "I'm a psychic, and I see so much around you." (does hang gesture "around" me)
Me: (Blank stare)
Her: "I can really help you. I see so much." (takes out her business card)
Me: (Catching on and pulling away) "Oh! No. No, thanks. Uh... no."

She should have seen THAT coming.

Later, Tom said, "C'mon, you wanted to take her up on it." He was right. I totally want to know what color my aura is. Sigh.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

This pretty much sums it up...

What philosophy do you follow? (v1.03)
created with
You scored as Hedonism

Your life is guided by the principles of Hedonism: You believe that pleasure is a great, or the greatest, good; and you try to enjoy life’s pleasures as much as you can.

“Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we die!”

More info at Arocoun's Wikipedia User Page...







Justice (Fairness)


Strong Egoism








Divine Command


Monday, October 1, 2007

No surprise here...

A friend of mine sent me this great link- it is a quiz that tells you who you 'should' vote for in the US presidential election:

It was no surprise that I am very, very leftist, nor was it s surprise that Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton absolutely tied as my best bet for a candidate. How is one supposed to choose when the quiz says we all think alike? Maybe I should run...

Best Cheesesteak Ever- A Review

The famed location of Sally’s fake orgasm in “When Harry Met Sally”, Katz’s Delicatessen, has been a staple for kosher American food for decades. But as of Friday, I had lived in New York for more than 2 years and still hadn’t eaten there. In 2006 a rumor started to spread that the deli might be closing due to condo/apartment development in the area. So when I walked through the Lower East Side after a great audition for an independent film on Friday afternoon, I decided to pop in to Katz’s see what the fuss was about.

When I walked into the deli, I saw a large room with table and chairs, and a huge walk-up counter that spanned the entire right side of the room. A gentleman greeted me at the door and handed me a pink ticket, and told me that for waiter service I needed to pick a table on the left side of the room (those who order at the counter can sit on the right so that the waiter knows not to serve them.) The pink ticket served as the meal ticket, on which the waiter or counter person would write the total cost of the meal, and you would take the ticket back to the front to pay. There were signs plastering the front of the deli stating that lost tickets would result in a $50.00 charge, no exceptions. I held onto my little ticket tightly and found a seat. The server was very nice- he asked me if I was from Ireland (I said no, but my family is)and brought me a plate full of fresh, assorted pickles. I ordered a bowl of traditional chicken noodle soup, as well as what ended up being one of the best cheesesteak sandwiches I have ever had. The meat was chopped into really small pieces and was marinated in some sort of incredible spice. They put on a small layer of swiss cheese and lightly toasted a fresh kaiser roll. I could have ordered it with onions and peppers but opted not to. The menu actually says, “We dare you to try to eat the whole thing.” I came pretty darned close, and I think the cheesesteaks are not as big as their pastrami or corned beef sandwiches. I was highly satisfied with my solitary lunch, topping it off by reading last week’s copy of The New Yorker magazine while savoring the meal.

The point is, if you are ever in New York and are craving a cheesesteak, this might be the place for you.

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