There are few New York institutions that are more well known and frequently used than the subway. The best thing about the subway is that it will always get you home, no matter what time it is or how drunk you are. But a lot of people seem to forget

I have always encouraged you to plant yourself a garden, get seasonal starters at plant exchanges, learn how to grow your own food, visit the Bay Area’s botanical gardens, and volunteer at local urban farms. Well, if you’re a bit lazy like me, then you’ve probably only planned to do

I don’t know about the apple, but NYC is home of the bagel. How did that happen? What is our obsession? The answer is we like it because the bagel is fulfilling, dependable, versatile, and a part of our culture. Here’s a short history of the bagel. The bagel originated

In general, I’m of the opinion that most children are bratty, snot-nosed runts that are good for nothing until they hit age 18, but recently my good friend got knocked up and I got to thinking that maybe I wouldn’t be so adverse to the idea of having a little

After my last post where I discovered that I am old, I went into a deep dark depression.  With the realization of ones mortality comes some potentially devastating self-discovery.  During one particularly bad night of drama I coined a phrase: ‘œNight Despair.’  While in my last, bout I began to

I have always wandered that strange space between eastern and western culture. Experiencing manic highs of optimism and awful lows of cynicism at a much faster turnover rate than, say, a manic-depressive, my disorder is untreatable: First-Generation Russian American-ism. Indeed, a full blooded Russian will look at my relatively strong ethics,

After a week of teaching theatre workshops with high school kids I have begun to see myself in a new way.  There is nothing like spending some time with a teenager to make you realize how old you really are.  In fact, after this week, I feel as far away