11:40 AM We arrive 20 minutes early. Had my mother ushered me out the door and not my father, we would have rushed to be 5 minutes late. I am a bundle of conflicting emotions, as I always am when I leave San Francisco, and waiting on the street in front of Carl’s Junior is [...]
Archive for February, 2012
New York Cliché as San Francisco Cliché (Intro)
Posted in I left my heart in San Francisco on February 23, 2012 | 1 Comment »
V-Day Give-away Winners
Posted in Giveaways on February 19, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
It’s time to announce the winners of my V-Day give-away! Runner up is Larissa from Papa is a Preacher and the grand prize winner…. Adelaide from Oui, Je Suis! Congrats ladies! Email me your mailing address and I will get your goodies in the mail. (newyorkcliche@yahoo.com) THANK YOU to all who entered and to everyone who [...]
3 Men Bought Me Flowers & A V-Day Give-away!
Posted in Giveaways, Single and Fabulous Exclamation Point, tagged flowers, give aways, roses, Valentine's Day on February 14, 2012 | 13 Comments »
I can count on one hand the number of times men have bought me flowers. (No, one of them is not my father.) 1. Cute Theatre Boy bought me flowers. They were a thank-you for doing him a favor. He had to run to an audition but his laundry was still soggy in the drier [...]
Magic in the Sky and on Stage
Posted in All the world's a stage: Theater, tagged fashion week, How I Learned to Drive, moon, off broadway, plays, Second Stage Theatre, theater on February 13, 2012 | 4 Comments »
There is something about the moon in the sky, shining between the silhouetted skyscrapers that gets me. Every time. Like with the Chrysler Building, when I look up and see the white glowing light, I am mesmerized by its beauty. It’s my shining beckon of hope in a sea of bad dates, auditions that go no where, gray skies, and cold sidewalks. The moon, [...]
30 Before 30: Geek/Greek Style
Posted in Keep your friends close, tagged 30 before 30, humor on February 8, 2012 | 6 Comments »
We sit at the bar, free drinks in our hands, discussing our hopes and dreams. Well, Walter’s hopes and dreams. “30 before 30,” he says earnestly, “That’s the goal.” I look at him in disbelief, “Oh really?” I laugh. “Yep,” he sighs, “But it’s looking like that’s not going to happen,” he says and makes [...]



