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The Interweb is such a strange and wonderful thing. I have three Google News Alerts: Bono, Mister Rogers, and myself. I suppose the company in which I keep myself says something, but that’s not my point here. “Bono” Google News Alerts tend to return two types of information: articles on my much admired musical, philosophical…

I ran a half marathon yesterday. Abbigail, wisely, sat it out. Chris and I had returned from our whirlwind trip to Nantucket just twelve-hours prior when we met at the start of the Manhattan Half Marathon behind the Metropolitan Museum of Art. He, Jen and I were quickly seperated in the 5000+ runner start, so…

There are three major flight paths outside my window: Newark, LaGuardia, and JFK. With the frequent buzz of tourist helicopters and Hudson River air traffic, the skies above me are constantly crowded with jet engines, propellers, and blinking red lights. It’s an apt metaphor for New York City, really. Or, for that matter, my brain.…

I walked out of the office with a few colleagues tonight. “If I don’t leave with you guys, I’ll be stuck here another hour.” Downstairs, Times Square was bustling with scarves, hats and parkas. We walked a few blocks together, pausing to say goodnight at every intersection. “Where are you going, anyway?” “Psychopharmacologist,” I replied.…

I lead a double life. My Blackberry lit up with the news of Heath Ledger’s death as my driver pointed his Town Car towards the Lincoln Tunnel. After all these years of covering random news at The MTV, I can’t say that I was surprised. I was sad, though; the guys had a kid. Anyway,…