September 2005

On My Knees

Bad knees run in my family, although the tendency to wear platform heels and fall in them is a flourish all my own. Over the years, my knees have taken more bad hits than Marion Barry. My knees are scuffed... more

Bad With Money. Good With Spending.

I got my first checking account as a freshman in college. I hardly needed one, since my balance never exceeded $200 and, more often than not, stuttered along for months at $9.75, just shy of the $10 withdrawal minimum. I... more

Remotely Controlled

There was a time when I didn’t watch television. Those were sunny days, with remarkably little binge drinking. And yet, I have to wonder: When I met someone my age with whom I had little in common, what did we... more

Come Visit. Bring Furniture.

I found an apartment--a roomy 1-br in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. The good news is that it's nice and comfortable, with plenty of room for a cat to scamper around and pee in corners. The bad news is it's in Williamsburg, Brooklyn,... more

Going for Broke

In other parts of the world, real estate agents are consumer-friendly beings. They can be greedy, incompetent, Republican, but they are also free. They get commission from property owners, not poor little renters. Not in New York, my friend. In... more

The Secrets of Ancient Rome

Recently I watched the first six episodes of HBO's elaborate new series, "Rome," for a review in Nerve. Since I suspect you have not seen the first six episodes, I'll let you in on a few closely guarded secrets about... more