I’ve gotten fairly used to getting my ass kicked. There’s this feeling of inadequacy that I have because I started late, because I don’t have the perfect pedigree, because I’m starting with less than ideal circumstances. I know I’m not the most talented guy in the room, I’m not the smartest guy in the room, … Continue reading Split Screen Sadness.
There are some mornings where you open your eyes and you’re not exactly sure if you’ve woken up. When I was roused from my slumber, I rolled over and checked my phone. It said 6am. Already, I was disbelieving that I was actually in reality. I’m never up that early and fully alert, this had … Continue reading Something Like Reality, Part IV: We’ll Do It Live.
“May the odds be ever in your favor.” I’m pretty sure most of you are familiar with the Hunger Games. You know, the dystopian novels where teens are pitted against each other in blood sport and are filmed for the masses to consume. I only exaggerate slightly (okay, maybe more than slightly) when I say … Continue reading Something Like Reality, Part III: Produced and Rehearsed.
When I was a young boy My mama said to me “There’s only one girl in the world for you And she probably lives in Tahiti.” I first heard this song watching “Stranger Than Fiction”, which is one of my all-time underrated movies, and I made a note of it in the back of my … Continue reading Whole Wide World.
I will fully admit that I’m a frequent abuser of the ‘shuffle’ feature. It’s just one of those things I started with as a teenager, and it was great. I could skip from single to single, listening to my favorite tracks with no pause between. No cohesion, just wanting to live through the music. And … Continue reading On Shuffle.
(Part I) —————— So I left the room. I didn’t leave so much as I bolted. I don’t know why, I just felt like I had to get out. There is nothing decent about the casino floor at 6am. That saying about nothing good happening after 2am, you can basically extend that till 10am for … Continue reading Pas de Deux, Pt. II: Head Above Water
The first thing I do when I get to a casino hotel room is to check the safe. I know I’ve been doing this for a while now, but I’m still never super comfortable carrying around large amount of cash in a duffel bag. In addition to it being super cliche, there’s really no way … Continue reading Pas de Deux, Pt. I: Three. Five. Five. Two.
I was late. I hate being late to a date. For some reason this only happens when I’m seeing something at Lincoln Center. Mind you, I wasn’t late by any stretch of time, maybe three minutes or so after she arrived (what, you try getting from the east side to the west side during rush … Continue reading Case In Pointe.
Living in New York I’m blessed to be able to go to some of the greatest repositories of art and natural science in the world. There’s something ethereal when it comes to going to the Met at night. The museum usually closes at 5pm, so you’re never really able to take a peek at what … Continue reading A Night at the Museum.
Loving a little is like drinking, it’s easier to breathe. It’s enough to look at each other and then come closer a little, and never let go. To be afraid, no no! Loving a little is like blooming a little. It helps you know, not to die without hiding, showing it is possible to escape … Continue reading Love Each Other a Little (amarsi un po’)