Photo Friday

Friday, October 30th 2020


Happy Halloween Eve.
I hear The Wicked Witch of The West theme song when I look at this.
He’s got his backpack, his butterfly and not a care in the world.
I have an idea.
So adorable when Lucifer dots his I’s with hearts.
He’s on the fence about being a ghost.
I says to him, I says…now’s your time. Go for it!
Happy Meal.
Breakfast on the go.
You decorate how you want to decorate and I’ll decorate how I want to decorate.
Gateway to Nirvana. Pick a Buddha’s nose.
Storm King Art Center
He’ll haunt me, he’ll haunt me not…
Happy Halloween!


Don’t be scared…it’s only HAAALLLOOOWEEEENNNN!

Happy Birthday (tomorrow) Jesse!
You still look the same. You’re amazing. Everybody loves Jesse.

Happy Birthday by Lenny Kravitz on Spotify/YouTube. This goes out to you, Jesse, and to everyone else who’s celebrating a birthday this year. HBDTY!

Let Love Rule.

Mmappy Mammomeen!
Muffled mask talk for –
Happy Halloween!


True Freedom

Thursday, October 29th 2020

“To find yourself, think for yourself.” – Socrates

“Believe in yourself and all that you are. Know that there is something inside you that is greater than any obstacle.” – Christian D. Larson

It’s important to remember how unique we all are and how valuable our individual freedom is. Our freedom doesn’t come from words written on paper, it comes from living authentically, being true to oneself. When we honor ourselves and one another, when we appreciate our differences, and when we work together, that’s what makes the world go ’round. That’s when we see the change we’re all looking for. To control anyone or anything hinders growth. We need each other.

True freedom comes from within. True change is an inside job.

Maybe we start today by honoring our connection with what’s real. Don’t let anyone tell you how to live or what to think – think for yourself. Choose your path – no else has been through exactly what you’ve been through.  No one knows you more than you know yourself. You’re doing just fine.

I’ve spent years holding in my feelings.  It’s cost me so much.  I’ve held myself back in many ways. Now, I’m trying to open up more.  I realize how important it is to show my true self and to be outwardly loving and kind. Now I’m wearing my heart on my sleeve instead of burying it deep within.  It’s not something I’m comfortable with yet, but I’m sticking with it. 

I’ve always felt odd, different, etc., etc., but now I’m starting to appreciate that side of me.  When I read The Far Side by Gary Larson, I thank God he’s freakin’ weird and wonderful.  His comic strip is my gold.

We all have our past, present, and (hopefully) future to deal with, but understand that no one is perfect.  We’re all doing the best we can.  There are reasons for the decisions we make and showing love vs. criticizing or condemning is crucial for a positive outcome.  I know things are heated right now with all that’s going on in our world, but remember love fosters more love. 

This is a rare edition from me. I promise. I hope that any of you who may be reading this know that you are loved. You are unique and your life truly matters to our world. If you honor yourself, all is right.

Namaste – go with love.

“A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel, or not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That’s what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is.” – Jim Morrison

Photo by: Andy Gotts

Running to and fro…

Monday, October 26th 2020

“If it doesn’t challenge you, it won’t change you.” – Fred Devito

I walk these streets.
And these streets. And these streets.
And these…

I got my wings today.

Feminine pads, with wings.

Super powers in my undies. In case my underwear needs to be somewhere, really fast.

We’re looking to leave tonight Kim – we need wings!

I called in an order at the health store for food and pads. Had to ask a teenage boy to pick out the box for light days with wings. Yes with wings. Wings!

He’ll never erase that from his memory – any mention of wings could remind him of my pads. At any time it could ring a reference to our call.

Wednesday night out with Friends.
Ronnie, want to go for wings?

Or his mom asks him if he wants wings for dinner.
She’s going to the store, she can grab him some wings on her way home…if he wants.


Moving along…

In reflecting upon any day, it’s the unexpected and interactive moments that make me feel alive. Like when I’m running without thinking like I’m floating down the street. It’s when I’m lost in the moment and I’m seeing things differently.

I’m alive…

It’s the glancing at another runner and smiling for second, a fleeting friend, that keeps me going. I run for my mind. I benefit from my fitness. I continue for my soul. I thrive on the connection from it all.

I met E.T.
So not what I expected.

“To give anything less than your best is to sacrifice the Gift.” – Steve Prefontaine

Trust in your true self and persist in all your endeavors with joy – results will follow.

No need to race, your power is great. You can start anything now, it’s never too late.

It’s always within, just let some of it out. It gets better. Use your wings.

This week’s song: Don’t You Worry by R. City on Spotify/YouTube. Play on repeat – I do.

Bonus song for this month, so beautiful, just feel it – notice how your body has to move: Gamble for a Rose by King Charles on Spotify/YouTube.

When everything else is at the cleaners.

Photo Friday

Friday, October 23rd 2020

“The whole point of taking pictures is so that you don’t have to explain things with words.” — Elliott Erwitt


Wait a second…
Ahhh. Breathe it in.
I love this city-country air.
“Good Mornin Fellas!”
I said, “GOOD MORNING! ”
Never mind.
The moon is out..of…the…park! HOME RUN!
Woah, Wooaah, Woaaaahhhh…
Yes, I did! I used the “normal” amount of detergent.
The cover of my next album. “I used to have an umbrella, but now I have a cane.”
Susan takes up graffiti.
Butternut Squashed.
Ah, so this is it.

“There are no bad photographs. That’s just how your face looks sometimes.” – Abraham Lincoln

I didn’t say it, Abraham did.

Have a wonderful weekend – let loose.


Turn the other cheek. Depends on what you did to the first one.

Monday, October 19th 2020

“I don’t deserve any credit for turning the other cheek as my tongue is always in it.” – Flannery O’Connor

Local Brooklyn Street Artist – Paul Richard

I’m going to legally change my name to ‘Academy Award Winner Kim Considine’.

Or ‘Three Time Academy Award Winner Kim Considine’.

I’ll have to decide when I’m at the counter.

It’ll depend on my mood.

Who are you going to be today? Take your pick. The world is wide open.

Local Sun and Clouds

“If at first you don’t succeed, then skydiving definitely isn’t for you.” – Steven Wright

Song for this week: Beauty in the World by Macy Gray on Spotify or YouTube.

Look for it – beauty/love – it’s everywhere – in all things and all beings. You just have to tune to it. Now “shake your booty boys and girls.”


Photo Friday

Friday, October 16th 2020

“We are making photographs to understand what our lives mean to us.”
— Ralph Hattersley

Where were you?
I said meet me at BAR.
We drove around and around and finally found parking. I love checking out new sections of Brooklyn. Yay! Let’s explore. I got out of the car, grabbed my purse, closed the door and…
Freedom Tower or Best Mirror Ever?
Yes, I can still see you.
Now, where shall I put my sweaters?

“To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting in an ordinary place… I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them.”
— Elliott Erwitt

Keep your wits about you. Find the humor in it all. Laughter heals everything – except diarrhea.  

Enjoy the weekend.

*Happy Birthday R.B.! And hello to Kristen, Emma and Tripp! Keep the room ready.

**If this post made you smile, please pass it along to brighten up someone else’s day. Thanks-:)



Monday, October 12th 2020

“The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up.” – French Poet, Paul Valery

I knew it!

Sleepies in the eyes first thing in the morning.

Like rocks.

Waking up, not fully conscious – rubbing my eyes – AH! Rocks in my eyes!

Sleepies – such a sweet reference for crunchy eye excrement.

It’s like kidney stones of the eye. 

They just appear in the super delicate, soft and sensitive eyeball pockets. If it happened every morning, consistently, I could prepare. But it’s super random, happening only occasionally.

I just wake up and guess.

Ah, I slept well, good morning, slight rub, ok, ok. Good…gooood.

Llllittle bit more rubbing, AHAHA!!! 

When oil spills come to life.

“Wake up with determination. Go to bed with satisfaction.” – LakeHouse Recovery Center

Begin again. All that matters is now. Release those rocks, no Sisyphus here. New route – no struggle – downhill. Begin again.

Only love.

This isn’t the end, it’s just another beginning. Run for the pleasure, exhale and release, let go of the past and embrace the next smiling face. Nothing’s old, clear your eyes and look anew. Today, begin again.

Only love.

Today’s song, another by Andrew Bird and perfect for today, Sisyphus on Spotify or YouTube.


Photo Friday

Friday, October 9th 2020

“In photography there is a reality so subtle that it becomes more real than reality.”
— Alfred Stieglitz

What do you mean keep going straight?
What else did we pack?
Dust pile in stairwell.
He goes by the name of Dusty Hoffman.
Dusty’s pretty wise for a 6th month old.
I blinked. You win!

“There is one thing the photograph must contain, the humanity of the moment.”
— Robert Frank

Have a great weekend. Reach for the stars. Let them meet you halfway.


Who uses the damp button on the dryer?

Wednesday, Oct 7th 2020

“It is the silence between the notes that makes the music; it is the space between the bars that cages the tiger.” – Zen saying

I waited and waited for the sun to seep in just across the privates.

And, why does the crosswalk figure look hunched? Leaning in…

He looks uncertain, it’s like he’s second guessing his decision and he’s about to scurry. It doesn’t make me feel all too confident following his lead.

Am I supposed to be ready to dart?

I want to see a smiling, erect, calm and confident stick figure as my guide. Not something preparing to bob and weave across the intersection.

I’ll wait until I get the go ahead with both signals, the Hand and the Sprinter.

Have you ever seen that crosswalk? When the red hand (stop) is lit and the hunched frogger (go) is also lit? Both stop and go at the same time?

It’s like – “We have no idea! It’s freakin’ New York – just figure it out! Ok?”

Would be funny to see a flashing light underneath the double crosswalk sign that blinks ‘Good Luck!’

Or maybe – ‘Stop/Walk/Just Kidding!’ – ‘Stop/Walk/Just Kidding!’

I always look around at the other pedestrians to get their reactions, maybe confusion or interest, but – nada. Maybe everyone just zones in on one option.

Which makes me feel like I’m making it up. Like no one else sees the two conflicting signals – it’s like I’m always getting a precise glare that makes both light up at the same time.

Ok, I’m not falling for this…again.

(Sideways glance)

High Five!

“Trust the still, small voice that says, “This might work and I’ll try it.” – Diane Mariechild

Today’s song Manifest by Andrew Bird on Spotify or YouTube. To listen to after safely making it across the street – as you whistle along.

***Happy Birthday Stephanie Miller (aka Berwyn Betty )and Chevy Chase, tomorrow! Oct. 8th.

Berwyn Betty at Etsy – best bath bombs for all.



Monday, October 5th 2020

“Ever Tried. Ever Failed. No Matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.” – Samuel Beckett

You got it, you got it!

I meant, you’ll get it, you’ll get it!

Come on…

Kumon – Children’s Educational Facility – it’s the perfect name for a tutoring place. 

If you’re child’s slow, Kumon!

We don’t have the patience either.

Happy Birthday, yesterday, Aunt J!
I love you.

“The courage to try again is a daring spirit.” – Lailah Gifty Akita

Why not start today? What do you have to lose gain? Do it for yourself. Your life matters.

Today’s song: Song for Zula by Phosphorescent.

Turn it up – sit back – and close your eyes. Let the words, the melody and the harmony of it all – vibrate within. Love is powerful, you can grow stronger from it – no matter what you face.

Enjoy your day.

It’s going to be good.

***If you don’t use Spotify – check it out on youtube – if you want.


Photo Friday

Friday, October 2nd 2020

“Photography is the only language that can be understood anywhere in the world.” – Bruno Barbey

It was a cloudy day.
I knew it was shrinking!
Fruit at lunch.
I said a V!

“Great photography is about depth of feeling, not depth of field.” – Peter Adams

Have a great weekend, ya feel me?!


Leave Your Mark

Thursday, October 1st 2020

“If you’re going to live, leave a legacy. Make a mark on the world that can’t be erased.” – Maya Angelou

But maybe it can be painted over?

“What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.” – Pericles

If I had a boy, I’d name him Mark.

If I left him someplace, I’d call and say, “I left a Mark there.”

“What mark?”

“My Mark!”

But I have no Mark. I’m unmarked.

It’s remarkable.

And not for pooping your pants.


It’s gonna be a full moon tonight. Muahhh, muaaaahhhh, muaa – cough, cough – aahhh!

The Harvest Moon, Blood Moon will be here…soon.

I love this time of year…

I’m still super new to this blogging stuff. I never know how to end these things.

It’s like


What do you think?

Wednesday, September 30th 2020

“The only mystery in life is why the kamikaze pilots wore helmets.” – Al McGuire

Social Animal Touching

“My opinions may have changed, but not the fact that I am right.” – Ashleigh Brilliant

Here’s what I think…

People love to give advice. No matter what it’s about. No matter how personal it is.


Until you ask for it.

Then all of a sudden, no one knows what to say. “I don’t know. I don’t know! That’s really your call.  I can’t tell you, you have to figure it out. Maybe you won’t look good in bangs. I don’t know! How am I suppose to know?”

So I go around asking for advice.

My advice? Ask for advice.

“Before you judge a man, walk a mile in his shoes. After that who cares? He’s a mile away and you’ve got his shoes!” – Billy Connolly

The neighborhood’s cleaning up.

Until tomorrow – enjoy this day, it may be your last. Just kidding! May you live forever – or forever be alive in this moment.

That was deep.

Love for all.


A Comedy Sign from God

Tuesday, September 29th 2020

The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.” – Emily Dickinson

Mel Brooks and the late Carl Reiner. Two of my Comedy Gods. This photo pops up every time I turn my computer on. I love this picture for so many reasons. But for the obvious as well – it’s just so cute and goes straight to the heart, plus wheat thins. Photo Credit: Robert Trachtenberg

On my way to the first (and only) ACI (American Comedy Institute – a great place, highly recommend it) class, I asked God for a sign. Something, some wisdom to let me know that I’m on the right path, that this is going to work out. That I’m meant to pursue this. To be a performer, a standup comic, a comedy writer or something along these lines, but also these lines exactly. That this is it

The internet connection on my phone stopped working all of the sudden. I couldn’t stream the inspirational talk I had queued up – so I sat in silence on the subway – as soon as I got out at Penn Station – two ladies were standing against the subway wall – One looks me right in the eye, and says “There’s a lot of fuckin people in this city.” Right then, I knew. That’s all I needed to hear. Thank you God!

Then…I never went back. Stage fright. I know I’ll be back out, soon. Right? Where’s that lady??

“I have learned from my mistakes, and I am sure I can repeat them exactly.”
― Peter Cook

They say God is always watching us. And so is Santa Claus. That’s fine. But that better be it! Starting to feel a little invaded. It’s like window washing day at my apartment building. I know they’re coming. They’re here to help, to remove the muck, to clear things up – and I’m thankful for it. It’s so nice to know it’s under their control and expertise and there’s nothing I have to do. But then they’re HERE, right outside my window. It’s 2pm, I’m in my jammies, two feet away from the windows – and bam. They’re here. They just instantly appear, suspended in the air – swaying – and at times, face to face – next to me. Awkward.

Point being, help is all around. Sometimes it’s insight in unexpected places. Other times it’s a “hey, your zipper’s down” or it could be your living room windows being washed at an inconvenient time. I don’t believe always looking for signs – it’s fun and exciting to add meaning to such things and I’m not saying it’s wrong – but, I do believe that sometimes you just have to go for it. If you really want it. If it’s not going to hurt anyone. And I also firmly believe – there’s a lot of people in New York City.

Soho, NYC
Chalk Artist Unknown

“I have no special talents. I’m just passionately curious.” – Einstein

Hey, this past weekend was nice. Beautiful summery weather. Warm.

I have a fat mosquito bite on my leg to prove it. Looks like I have three knee caps. Itches, persistently, like a woolen blanket.

Mosquitos – tiny little flying vampires. You’ll get your turn, punks. The freeze is coming!

I think.

Love, peace and have a great week – if you want – also, my third knee says hello.

“I think that’s it.” – Kim Considine


Today, I consider myself lucky.

It’s my choice.

Friday, September 25th 2020

“Every Day is a New Life to a Wise Man.” – Dale Carnegie

Extreme Sports

“Happy is the man, and happy he alone,

He, who can call to-day his own:

He who, secure within, can say:

‘To-morrow, do thy worst, for I have liv’d to-day.'” – Horace, Roman Poet

Today, this morning, mere moments ago, I was pulled out of meditation to the sound of my phone. On for work, not for the use of my own. Now, thinking of yesterday, the past week and what’s to come. Knowing that life is in this moment, bringing myself back, but preparing for a run. Today I challenge myself to live in this day. To live a new life, not expecting what’s already become or yet to be done. To create – not react – step into the unknown.

Starting with…

Taking phone breaks – Friday leading into the weekend. Durations of disconnecting virally/virtually, and connecting more spiritually.


Remember when your home phone was your phone? Then the mobile phone became the secondary phone? It was for emergencies. Then it became the cellular phone then that took way too long to say so it became the cell. My cell. Now it’s just a phone – I have my phone. Where’s my phone? I have to charge my phone. 

And now a home phone – sounds so weird. Why would I have that? Doesn’t even make sense – I have my phone.

I had cable hooked up at my new apartment last year – the installer said, your package comes with a phone line. For a phone. I asked, a home phone? He said, yes. He said, you don’t have to use it – we just hook it up so you have the option. I asked, do I have to get it hooked up? He said, it comes with the bundle – it actually costs more if you don’t have it. So I have it. The wall is set. There’s a number attached to that wall, it’s just floating around in my apartment. I don’t even know it or need it. But, I have it. I’m getting calls on that wall. I vibrationally sense it when I wake up during the middle of the night. Darn it!

Why did I let them install a home phone? Calls all night. I can’t answer the wall.

Call me on my cell. My phone!

Sounds suspicious when someone asks you to call them on their home phone. Doesn’t it? 

Why, what do you want to talk about?

Can’t we just talk on our phones?

Ok, time to unplug for a bit – remember what’s important – space between to know who I am. May all of us have time for truth today. Let go, allow the distractions to fade into the background – blurred, indistinguishable, unimportant. Feel a real connection, all is well. Peace.

You cannot be lonely if you like the person you’re alone with.” – Wayne Dyer

Then the sun grew and grew, it was one inch if two.


Thursday, September 24th 2020

It’s not that tall in person.

I don’t mean to brag, but I can sneeze, blow my nose and bruise my eye area at the same time. 

All by myself. 

I promise.

It’s just something I can do. Was I born talented? Above average? Not sure. I’d like to think that I’m becoming more and more creative and evolving into this incredible and clever person. Then I walk out out of the restroom and my pants are unzipped. Again.

And I’m out carrying on conversations with sincerity, saying hello to passersby, stopping to look in a window – but not for too long because sometimes my reflection doesn’t allow me to see the person who’s inside looking directly at me while I’m making faces and checking my hair or crooked smile then I sense movement and a face appears removing mine – from inside – then I pretend I knew they were there the whole time. Also the whole time, my pants are half sealed. But I’m usually not noticing the situation until much later, as in, when I go to the restroom the next time. Nothing to grab. A big gape. A deep breath. Ah, man. This one thing I do…

I first developed this habit a couple of years ago. At first, the first time, I think, I thought probably nothing of it. The second time probably made me laugh. The third time and since – I don’t know – I guess I’m trying to understand. I feel like maybe there’s a subconscious purpose for this. I want to say it’s a time saving technique. One less thing to do when I’m finished and one less thing to do when I gotta go again.

Or I just hate zippers.

Either way, this too, shall pass?

Talented? Sure, by my definition – in some areas of my life. But, more importantly – authentic, kind and evolving. Becoming more in tune with what matters to me and being open to unlimited possibilities. Thinking new thoughts. Trying different things. Letting go of what no longer fits. Disregarding how it looks, going on how it feels.

May all your wonderful and unique talents flourish today and then some – and beyond. Share it all. Momma Stay.

“When the voice and the vision on the inside is more profound, and more clear and loud than all opinions on the outside, you’ve begun to master your life.” – Dr. John


P.S. I just looked down. Pants are good to go. It’s going to be a great day.


Live Fit

Live fit
Go long
Don’t sit
Or smoke a bong
Or do
I’ll have some too
It’s good
For a few
Do this
Not that 
Remember that dis
Bring it back
It’s the best
Never mind
Old tradition
New fruit
Fast for the bathing suit
Load up
Carbs indulge
Run that race
Lose the bulge
Animals good
All meat bad
Now it’s back 
The carnivore fad
Stick skinny
Curvy strong
Short hair, long
Up early
Eat at dawn
20 chews 
Brush for a song
Dusk down
Organic bed
All in your head

Working Out to Work it Out

Running to run. Moving to let it move me. Being to be free, to be unmoved by externality. Seeing without looking, feeling without holding. Letting go of beliefs, becoming, acknowledging me. 

I run so my mind doesn’t run me. 

I live, but not fully. Always waiting and regretting, no longer wanting what I knew, needing to be new. Growing, seeing that now, too. 

Loving because it feels so much better than fighting. Laughing, but so close to crying.

These thoughts are fleeting – so much not saying – but eager to reach higher, live truer, in this adventure, not escaping the past nor predicting the future. Allowing what comes to ignite no longer giving into fright. Trying.

Nothing to fear. No one could care. It’s eternity, not a dare. Live fully, not dully. Thrive with love, passion, and compassion. Pass on your gifts, and all that uplifts. 

Move to move, live to live, give to grow all that lives, grows and moves within all that loves all without. 

Working out to work it out.