If you have a hankering to learn, the greatest secret these days is MeetUp.com. It’s a website that brings people together by their interests . . . and by zip codes. For instance, tonight I attended a MeetUp on blogging. Over 50 people showed up, all ready to learn and
In order to ready myself for this New Orleans trip, I’ve been forced to clean up my social media act. I’m in the process of putting all my New York articles on the shelf and opening a new communication path for my New Orleans articles, then another for Paris. One
T H A N K Y O U to each of you who helped me win a spot on the trip to New Orleans. Read more: NolaBound New Orleans, through a grant from the U.S. Department of Commerce and the Economic Development Administration, has chosen 25 well-connected individuals from across
One of my favorite spots for ‘meandering’ in New York is Chelsea Market, located at 75 Ninth Avenue (between 15th and 16th Streets). It’s described by Wikipedia as “an enclosed urban food court, shopping mall, office building and television production facility located in the Chelsea neighborhood.” It houses such companies
{ a long-abandoned subway station four stories under the streets of NYC } 103 artists worked for over a year and a half, illegally, in dark tunnels and in fear of being arrested, to showcase their contemporary art form. When finished the show’s creators unveiled “The Underbelly Project” for only
Two men went to a community meeting. They didn’t know each other. But they had a similar idea. Listen to this video. Just sitting here, reminiscing about last week in New York. I was back for a BlogHer Writers conference. Although my few days there were scheduled tight, I stole
Yep. There are a few good things about being old. I went to the bank this morning to deposit checks for my kids’ allowances. I was wearing a brand new, fresh-outta-the-box turtleneck from LL Bean. It’s a pretty turquoise top my sister sent me for my birthday last week. “Welcome
Because of my obvious love of the city, I often get asked, “why don’t you move to New York?” Honey, I spent many a night this summer, lying in bed wondering what my destiny was. Should I just sell everything, pack up my clothes and move to a place that
I love this place called New York. Nowhere else in the world affects me like this city. Literally minutes after deboarding the plane my entire body is infused with energy. A bit trite, but I get a kick in my step, a smile on my face, and a sense of
It might have been the most arduous week of my life. Let’s see, I woke up Monday at 5:00am to give myself enough time to research and make notes for a very important conference call at 11:00. Once finished with my call, I moved directly into mad housecleaning mode. You
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