I'm going old school this week, the way I used to record the podcast.
A local Chinese food restaurant has the mistaken impression that my name is "Kevin."
A year ago, post-Sandy (I say Katrina in the podcast, but yes I know it was Sandy) I was in bad shape – putting the house back in order and dealing with rehabbing my damaged knee.
After something happens, people often put it in perspective.
One of the best experiences I ever had was working in a movie theater.
Over 20 years ago, my brother decided to take the plunge and open his own business, a music store called Wombat Music.
Years ago, when my father-in-law wrote to big companies to complain, I thought he was a crank.
Years ago at Queens College, one of my colleagues aspired to join the FBI.
I don't consider myself a bad guy.
Back under Mayor Dinkins, New York City had an infestation of "squeegee men," who took it upon themselves to clean your car windshield, whether it needed cleaning or not.