Tag: Nuyorican

Me, in a green "Freed Between the Lines." hoodie.

What ever happened to Surge Frost?

I met with Cristin last week for the interview for her upcoming book on slam and, after nearly three hours, we’d only gotten up to the 1999 Nationals! Hadn’t thought in-depth about the early days in ages but sitting with Cristin, one thing led to another, one story uncovering another uncovering yet another, and I

Me, in a green "Freed Between the Lines." hoodie.

It takes a clean break to heal right

Could it be that Spring is finally here for real? It’s beautiful outside. Grabbed lunch from the little Caribbean trailer out front – jerk chicken, rice and peas and plantains with a mint iced tea – and sat over in Battery Park to eat. The tourists are out in full force and there was a

Me, in a green "Freed Between the Lines." hoodie.

But I’m not the least bit excited

Ditched the morning sessions of the conference yesterday and wandered the streets for a couple of hours, getting some air and clearing my head. Finally checked out the Pokemon Store in Rockefeller Center. Good thing I never went in there when I was actively collecting the cards! Had lunch with Salomé at Bread from Beirut

Me, in a green "Freed Between the Lines." hoodie.

Good thing: one stop commute to work this morning, got in at 8:45am! Bad thing: parking in Brooklyn Heights sucks as bad as anywhere else. Ended up in a corner spot, crossing my fingers that we don’t get another ticket! Tonight’s Urbana semi-finals has the potential to affect our Finals. If Shappy or Dawn win

Me, in a green "Freed Between the Lines." hoodie.

What ever made me think that I’d find convenient parking when I decided to drive in this morning? Ended up in a parking lot after driving around for 20 minutes looking. Planning to avoid Hartsdale while Salomé and the kids are gone so I had to pack a bag this morning to get me through

Me, in a green "Freed Between the Lines." hoodie.

Josh Gracin. Why does this twangy fool irritate me so? I’ve been Googling him to get some more information on his status and it’s all annoyingly vague and largely supportive. It’s disgusting that this guy is living it up in a mansion in the Hollywood Hills, “pursuing his dream,” supposedly using his leave-time to remain

Me, in a green "Freed Between the Lines." hoodie.

NOTE: I am permanently tired. Figure it’s going to last until India’s at least one years old. There’s just no getting around it. Tuesday at Acentos was amazing. I mean really. It’s been ages since I’ve done a full-on 30-minute feature, much less here in NY. Nowadays, many more people know me as a host

Me, in a green "Freed Between the Lines." hoodie.

The snow is blowing wildly across the gray, depressed skyline as I’m looking north – I think! – from my office on the 25th floor. Mind you, I’m in a cubicle but our section sits next to a huge ceiling-to-floor window. I’ve started bringing in some things to personalize my space. Not the playroom again

Me, in a green "Freed Between the Lines." hoodie.

5 Past 13

The first six months in Virginia weren’t so bad but, when August came around and I missed my first Nationals since 1998, things began to shift. I came up to visit in the beginning of September, hosted the show that Monday and realized how much I missed it all. I’d not only walked away from

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