Who would have thought that a tree falling on a power line would be predictable. Oh wait, I did, and just yesterday.
Who would have thought that a tree falling on a power line would be predictable. Oh wait, I did, and just yesterday.
Once again, New York prepares for the arrival of a hurricane. Seasonal storms are like Christmas chum to the retailers of hardware supplies, flashlights and batteries, portable generators, and bottled water. Selling emergency supplies to the masses who are driven by media-induced panic and beset by overwhelming fear is like selling crack to the homeless. …
A few weeks ago on our anniversary, my wife and I decided to head to South Manhattan and go for a walk together. We took the 1-train all the way to where it begins and ends at South Ferry.
I am of the opinion that the rise in popularity of social networking sites like Facebook and Twitter are due more to the general increase in our overall levels of boredom. Movies and television, the old standbys of passive mindless timewasting, have become so filled with smelly awfulness that we can’t take it anymore. Hey! …
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