I Like Young Coconuts

Monday, November 30th 2020

“Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth.” – Alan Watts

Why is the guy climbing the food pyramid missing his hands and feet? Past dietary decisions? Let this be an example, count those categories or else.

He’s still moving though.

Make it comfortable for him, draw him an escalator or some toes!

Make life easy.

Let it be sweet, let it be fun.

What are you passionate about?

“It’s better to have a short life that is full of what you like doing, than a long life spent in a miserable way.” – Alan Watts

A song to start the week: My Sweet Lord by George Harrison on Spotify/Youtube.

What’s in your closet?

Photo Friday

Friday, November 27th 2020

“Give thanks for a little, and you will find a lot.” – Hausa Proverb

Remember, Cyber Monday is coming up so get ready to shop online!
Safe flying (traveling) to all during the holidays.
You too, pig!
And you as well, Steve!
One here, one there, and one…
So busy during the holidays.
So, that’s what I want for Christmas.
Will you tell him?
Get those turkey legs moving – you’ll be thankful.
Just shower after, please.
Thank Youuuuuuuu.
It’s so nice to have someone to talk to.
I see what you’re saying.
Sacrifice, this tree?
What? Use, what?
What do I use??
That’s very generous.
But, I’ve got one at home. Thank you.
I’m thinking outside the bun.
Time to knock off that Holiday shopping list.
It’s a sign.

“When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.” – Willie Nelson

Bye, Steve! See you next… What the?
Did you forget something?

“There are only two ways to live your live. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other as is though everything is a miracle.” – Albert Einstein

A song to kickstart the weekend: Go Where You Wanna Go by The Mamas and Papas on Spotify/YouTube from an album (tape) I played on repeat growing up: If You Can Believe Your Eyes & Ears, one of my favorites. SO this weekend’s song is the whole album, if you can believe it.



Monday, November 23rd 2020

“If you can’t sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there and worrying. It’s the worry that gets you, not the loss of sleep.” – Dale Carnegie

“A scholar tries to learn something everyday; a student of Buddhism tries to unlearn something daily.” – Alan Watts


I can overthink anything, like triple washed lettuce.
Sounds great at first – then I start thinking,
3 times…
What happened?
Why are they cleaning it so much?


It’s why I’ve been a vegetarian for most of my life. I don’t label myself as one. I eat whatever I’m in the mood for, but I never know when I’m going to get the visuals. When food comes to life in my mind.

So if I had to label myself, I’d say I’m an Active Imagination eater. Stamp an AIF food label on it and I’ll eat it. Active Imagination Free. This will NOT remind you of anything that previously breathed.

I stay clear of anything that still looks like it did when it was alive. Or even anything identifiable as a body part such as a leg, wing, or claw, etc. Especially if there’s an eyeball bulging out, or a divot where an eyeball once sat. If there’s even a fish tank in the room – I’m out.

Without a doubt, I steer clear of ribs. Whenever I watch people tearing off the flesh and sucking on the bones, I always feel like I’m watching a horrific nature show – up close – like an animal attack. Then they toss the skeleton remains on the plate next to me.

I don’t even try to talk my stomach into being hungry – it’s like – nope, we’re done here.

“Stop thinking, and end your problems.” – Lao Tzu

Yeah, I’m saying that to me.

Clear skies with a chance of branches.

“The turkey. The sweet potatoes. The stuffing. The pumpkin pie. Is there anything else we all can agree so vehemently about? I don’t think so.” – Nora Ephron

How many did I bring?

“You can’t be that kid standing at the top of the waterslide, overthinking it. You have to go down the chute.” – Tina Fey

That’s what I did when I started this blog. Not that I thought the world needed one more stream of info coming in or another voice calling out. I just had an impulse and went with it. I’ve enjoyed it so far. I hope those who are reading this have, too. I’m thankful to have a place to put together my thoughts and share them. I’m thankful for all of you. I hope everyone follows their impulses this week, next year and forevermore.

Don’t think, just go for it. It could be amazing. Or at least fun.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Hey, knock it off!
That’s fine, mope all you want.
Ya know, you’ve had quite an attitude lately.

A song to start the week: Family by Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors on Spotify/YouTube.

Family, all four seasons
Family, well bless your heart
You don’t choose ’em, you can’t lose ’em
We all have a song to sing
Some are crazy, some are amazing
All got a little bit of everything…

So nice!

Bonus ending…

My friend, Jay, forwarded this to me today. Pretty cool to consider…


Photo Friday

Friday, November 20th 2020

“Escape from the black cloud that surrounds you. Then you will see your own light
as radiant as the full moon.” – Rumi

I see you…
“Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.” – Victor Hugo
I was having one of those days.
Went out for a walk to clear my head.
Started to feel better and then I looked up.
To balance out the birds above.
Can’t wait to read it after all the revisions are in!

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.” – Dr. Martin Luther King Jr

I said I saw you last night.
It’s real.
Well, what do you do with your leftovers?
As God intended.
A napkin designed to disintegrate as shown.

“Fall is my favorite season in Los Angeles, watching the birds change color and fall from the trees.” – David Letterman

There’s always something to be thankful for.
Check out at my chins.
Looks like I’m about to eat the camera man.
I’m thankful for you this season and always, mom.
I miss you! I hope to see you sometime soon.
I love you!
It’s me.

“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.” – Plato

A song to kickstart the weekend: Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen, to keep it chill, on Spotify/YouTube.

Remember this during the holidays. Mmmkay?

Hey, Goodbye

Monday, November 16th 2020

“Don’t be dismayed at goodbyes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.”
Richard Bach

Either way…

“The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.” – Charles Dickens (Nicholas Nickleby)

It’s more acceptable to say ‘Hello’ to strangers and passersby than it is to say ‘Goodbye’.

But, goodbye seems just as accurate though. You’re coming and going at the same rate. There’s more of a goodbye essence to it all anyway.

Could you imagine it that way? To everyone you see…”Goodbye, Goodbye, Ohhh, hey goodbye.”

Greetings – Salutations – Textings…

Do you ever apologize when you call someone instead of texting them?

“I’m so sorry, normally I wouldn’t call, but I’d like to make a hair appointment.”

Calls are for emergencies, only!

When my phone rings, I brace myself…”Who died?”

When someone asks if I’ve talked to so and so – I say…”Oh yeah, we talk.”

That’s my way of saying – we text. Sometimes.

Then they ask, “Have you talked to him recently?”


Means – I’ve texted him recently enough. Step off.

Hey, goodbye!

To repeat…

A song to start the week: Shine by Stick Figure on Spotify/YouTube.

Had a dream I was flying
That’s where I go when I want to be free
All this time I’ve been trying
To escape to the place where I belong
Shine on like the sun
Holding on to a feeling
Shine on everyone
Find love to believe in

“Well, I’m not one usually for speeches. So, goodbye.” – Ron Swanson, P&R


Photo Friday

Friday, November 13th 2020

“If a black cat crosses your path, it signifies that the animal is going somewhere.” – Groucho Marx

It’s Friday the 13th!!!
And this is my sewing room…
Mom and Dad will enjoy this.
I love you, Willie!
(He’s a musician and a pill.)

“Superstition is the poetry of life.” – Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

He’s been peed on one too many times.
We have to save the ice!
Barely saw it there. But somewhere, someone’s face is bare! :()
(Exhaling deeply)
Recycling is getting a little too specific.
It’s my favorite time of the year.
Special Peanuts are back!
A respectful greeting in a respectful way.
(Sidenote: I do smile every time I run by it.)

“Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh. I have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.” – Bram Stoker, Dracula

Have a great weekend!
Photo from: Pee Wee’s Big Adventure

“Men are probably nearer the essential truth in their superstitions than in their science.” – Henry Thoreau

A few movies I’ve streamed this month that I’d recommend:

  • Man of the Year Robin Williams – Perfect timing to rewatch this (Amazon)
  • I Am Woman Empowering/Interesting movie about the life and career of Helen Reddy (Netflix)
  • Hunt for the Wilderpeople Funny/Quirky/Cute flick based on the book Wild Pork and Watercress by Barry Crump (Netflix)

A book to read in under an hour and feel glad after: Just Be Glad by Christian D. Larson

A song to kickstart Friday the 13th weekend: Help Me by Macy Gray on Spotify/YouTube.


Wednesday’s Words

Wednesday, November 11th 2020

Let it Come

No more gathering
Let it come
I’ve cried
I’m dried
Let it come

Time spent
Everything went
My mind fried
Hands were tied

No more gathering
Picking up
What didn’t fit
Putting back
Too tired to sit
I’ve said it all
Let it fall
Crash down around me
Done gathering
Don’t need it all

Let it come
No reason to stall
We’ve tried it all
I’ve cried
I’m dried
No more gathering
Let it come
I’m done

Puzzle pieces
Too few
Missing pages
The rest remaining
All askew
How it looked
Through that view
Now I see
Even better
Without the noise
The excess decoys
Done gathering
I’m done
Let it come

Was a tear
Felt it all
I was bare
It’s unraveled
I’m ok
Even better
I feel new
Let it come
I’m ready
Let it come
I’m not done
Let it come


Find The River

Monday, November 9th 2020

Fall into the Ocean…

“Hark, now hear the sailors cry – smell the sea, and feel the sky – let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic.” –Van Morrison

The Rockaways

“You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn to surf.” – Jon Kabat-Zinn

Have you ever met someone who complains a lot – about everything – no matter what?

They’re just always upset – nothing’s satisfying?

There’s not one moment of satisfaction…

“That was a terrible bath.”

Bath? Who can complain about a bath?

(Moaning) “Ugh, all I did was sit there – it was too hot then too cold, then I didn’t have enough water so I had to add more water. I was slipping all over the place. Terrible. Terrible bath.”

That’s when you say, “You took a bath? Doesn’t smell like it.” Mic drop.

Use your energy wisely. You can only do so much, you can’t please everyone. It reminds me of the quote below, from one of my favorite comedians who left us way too soon, but made such a great impact on many. He always made me laugh, still does.

“Y’know, you can’t please all the people all the time… and last night, all those people were at my show.” – Mitch Hedberg

The Rockaways

I once read somewhere, if I recall correctly, that Jerry Seinfeld – while writing Seinfeld with Larry David – had a poster of the universe on the wall next to his desk. I believe this was to keep things in perspective.

I love being outside at night. Everything looks and feels different – the world is quieter, and calmer, so it seems. I look up and out and admire it all. It’s a reset button, and a pause, a moment for me to get out of ‘my world’ and to focus on something so much bigger or nothing at all.

This week’s song: Find The River by R.E.M. on Spotify/YouTube. I have got to leave to find my way

He’s probably making fun of my coffee drink.
Variety Coffee in Brooklyn.


Photo Friday

Friday, November 6th 2020

“A photographer went to a socialite party in New York. As he entered the front door, the host said ‘I love your pictures-they’re wonderful; you must have a fantastic camera. ‘ He said nothing until dinner was finished, then: ‘That was a wonderful dinner; you must have a terrific stove.” – Sam Haskins, Photographer

Not yet though – stay put so I can enjoy.
And The Garden of The Year goes to…
When teachers graffiti.
It’s a little redundant.
I think the picture says it all.
Dang, I always thought it Bob.
Someone had some spare time – I love it.
Yeah! Exactly!
Now, if we can get everyone to take just a few minutes out of their day and spray paint this on their corner…
I found it!
I knew there was another egg.

This weekend’s song: Ready Let’s Roll by Bob Schneider on Spotify/YouTube.

Have a beautiful weekend.

Let’s roll.


Wednesday’s Words

Wednesday, November 4th 2020


Surface fake face
Layered preserved Italian cake
No use
Saying it true so blue
I’m good too
Not my case
I’ve come
Home in head
Clouds break
My part
Heart breaks for all that’s been done
Soul shouts of what can still become
Doesn’t matter
Breathing deeper underway
Forgive the past
Take it back
Listen clearly
Stop the buzz
I want to hear
It’s all ok
I’m good too
It’s been so long
Feeling right turning wrong
Circling on a track
This time not coming back
Heading south
Off the map
Internal compass has no rest
I’m good too
Heed the voice
Signs at feet
Live life
Get off of repeat
Skipping in the mines
Flying through the feathers
Not sure if it’s a mask
All who speak
Those whom I meet
Keep peeling
Go deeper
Not asking anymore
Questions undercover
Swaying with the glances
Teetering at the surface
Not giving my best
Which is yet to be found
Not unlike
A diamond buried under the ground
Searching in the dark
Hiding, lurking like a shark
Anger pulsing from within
Explosion – little erupts
Never flowing far
Holding it in
Wearing a grin
Enamel coming apart
Reaching down
My hands alone
Fending off help with dues
It’s my turn to drop some clues
Sensing more
Diving deeper


Trust Me

Monday, November 2nd 2020

“I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music.” – Albert Einstein

Playing catch with the moon.

Trust me…

When a dog is barking viciously at me and the owner is saying, “Oh, he doesn’t bite. Trust me, he just likes you. Trust me.”

I see two opposing opinions on that. The smiling human vs. the irrational animal.

…Yeah, I’m going to need more than that to go on.

It’s like, have you two discussed this recently? I think you may need to revisit this topic.

So scrappy…

Have you seen those feisty little dogs with permanent mean faces? You know, the tiny ones with their teeth sticking out and it looks like their faces are frozen in anger? It’s like when you made a funny face when you were little and a parent told you if you kept it up, it would stay that way.

These miniature dogs look like they’re so upset all of the time. It’s like they’re constantly annoyed, always seething, and dare I say condescending. I could never live with a dog like that. I’m too sensitive.

Could you imagine that sneering face as the first thing you see when you wake up? Or the last thing before you go to bed at night, always staring you down?

“What? What now? What did I do now?”

Hey, your little dog may not bite me – but it’s making me feel really bad about myself. The dog is snarling at me in public, relentlessly, and giving me the look. It’s like I took something from him and now everyone’s gotta know about it.

Just bite me, man – don’t embarrass me.

Yes, I said, you’re a GUNE!
No, not you, the other guy in the chimney!

My appreciation for music was greatly fostered by older brother, Eric. We’d listen to many tapes, records, and CDs together, often he’d give me the lyrics to read, as we’d sit quietly and appreciate each song.

The song for this week is from one of my favorite albums, Raising Sand by Robert Plant and Alison Krauss, I feel each song in me bones. (Said with an Irish lilt.)

This song/album reminds me of the fall, with Eric at Shady Side Park, after one of our 3 mile runs in the morning. We’d sit in the car, embracing the cooldown effects, usually laughing at something silly, and feeling so alive. I love you, EE!

Killing the Blues by Robert Plant and Alison Krauss on Spotify/YouTube.

Is this where you put the key?

Hope you all have a wonderful wonderful week. Now, back to getting this car started…

“Heard Melodies Are Sweet, but Those Unheard Are Sweeter.” – Keats


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.