Bomb Cyclones, Books, Plays, Movies, TV….
Yesterday was Da Bomb… As in ‘Bomb Cyclone’ which hit NYC around 5am.
Yesterday was Da Bomb… As in ‘Bomb Cyclone’ which hit NYC around 5am.
I have no idea what I just witnessed.
Leguizamo’s Show Attracts Brainless Entitled Subhuman… It’s 3am and I could cry.
I Thought I Might Feel Like A Junkyard Dog Tonight Sports is a big part of my life. The NY Yankees were playing Game 5 tonight…do or die game.
Alternative Sources Of Happiness When Reality Is Overwhelming Sporty, my alter ego, is massively depressed after a sports weekend that sucked.
The Terms of My Surrender Are Non-Negotiable I am back in a New York State of Mind. My intention was to go on and on about my amazing weekend, but Michael Moore happened.
I am in a great mood.
I needed a political escape. Unfortunately, I went from the frying pan into the fire.
The Price. A riveting, emotional family drama which opened on Broadway last night. The cast, comprised of Mark Ruffalo, Tony Shalhoub, Jessica Hecht and Danny DeVito, is outstanding.
I see dead people. Or at least it appeared to be that way last week.
Wow…did I love a new Broadway musical which just opened in previews on February 18th.
I had a late lunch with a woman who is Not That Jewish.
In light of my daughter moving on it was necessary for me to, as well. It was time to step up and be forthright.
All my theatre friends told me I MUST see Dear Evan Hansen. I broke with tradition and bought full price tickets well in advance of the opening.
Thankfully, Dead Man Walking, aka the Donald Trump Reality Show, is almost over. We all are in desperate need of escapism. Midtown Manhattan has a deal you can’t refuse.
It has been somewhat of a trying week.
What a delicious evening.
Yesterday dawned dull and humid. I entertained thoughts of hanging out all day, but this is New York City!
Yesterday, I found myself on yet another island. Without the aide of sun, white sand, turquoise waters and a mango daiquiri, I still found paradise on the island of Manhattan.
This is not a post about my mother who has a deep purple addiction, but it is about The Color Purple. Come along…we are Broadway Bound. Last week I attended two diverse Broadway musicals. I did not want to see The Color Purple again. I was very disappointed with the original…overblown and boring. My Broadway…