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It’s early July and the temperature has been somewhere in the volcanic spectrum for weeks. The dead air too much to bear anymore, I yank at the screen window in an upward motion. Whoever installed it, however, did so in a hurry. I’m left in a tug-and-pull war of budging the unleveled frame inch by sweaty…
Across the United States, the pumpkin population cowers in fear. Black cats are on high alert. Cornfields have been gutted out to create giant mazes, which, hopefully, bad children will never return from. Roving gangs of teenagers, armed with toilet paper, are attacking nearby shrubs and trees in an attempt to exorcise their demons. This…
Over the weekend, thousands of good men, women, and children were subjected to starvation and dire thirst. This was not the result of natural disaster or nuclear attack. The cruel and unusual punishment came in the disguise of a much-anticipated and -hyped food, booze, and musical festival called The Great Googa Mooga. Riding on the…
Lately, the life and death of the famed magician and escape artist, Harry Houdini, has been toying with my imagination. Houdini wasn’t a tall man—outwardly a mere mortal—yet he captivated world audiences with death-defying stunts and impossible escapes. Generations of magicians since give a quick and natural nod of appreciation and reverence when his name…
The bell rings and the train doors close. This is certainly nothing out of the ordinary. However, this one day at Grand Central, I looked out the window, and I saw myself walking across the platform towards the escalator. Same pea coat, same black toboggan, same faded blue jeans with the frayed cuffs that get…
Trapped in a spaced-out mind on the G train, somewhere between Brooklyn and Queens, I was busy contemplating the potential collapse of Albert Einstein’s Theory of Relativity and the numerous possible repercussions that could ensue that would further eat away at my brain—multiple dimensions, time travel, loop thought, endless existence, life is an illusion, etc… …
We fled our little castle in the borough of Queens, NY several hours before the hurricane, known as Irene, made her debut in the area. En route to Irvington, the highway seemed like a ghost town. The paranoids had already left the day prior—per the advice of their media mogul, globe-trottin Mayor Bloomberg. Out of…