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  • Daydream Believer

    I had many childhood dreams. One was to fall in love at a sleep-away summer camp. I used to be fixated on the idea of spending two months on a lake somewhere in Maine doing arts and crafts, water-skiing to my heart’s content and having a respectable summer fling with a 14-year-old boy most likely named Ethan or Cory. We would bond over our shared love of water sports, spend the summer flirting...
  • NAA Hits the Small Screen

    I’m a bit of a local celebrity. As you may recall from previous blogs, I’ve had some air time on what we in the biz like to call the “small screen.” That’s television for the layfolk. My screen credits include a starring role in a recycling commercial that ran on Nickelodeon in the spring of 1997. I’m not saying I was a big deal, but people saw me while they were eating breakfast in the morning....
  • A Friend Til the End

    My first apartment was in New York City. The walls were purple, the peephole had an empty gold frame around it and we could see an ugly naked guy from the window. There was a lot of laughter, a few tears, and, most importantly, friends. Chandler, Monica, Joey, Phoebe, Ross and Rachel may be fictional characters, and their purple apartment may have just been a set, but to me and millions of other...
  • Child, Please

    I’ve noticed a few things in my 27th year. Namely, that I’m getting old. Now, before you start rolling your (deteriorating) eyes in a “child, please” manner, let me explain. I understand that 27—in the scheme of one’s entire life—is still very young. But I also understand that this is around the time where it’s starts to feel kind of cool to play the adult card.  When I was 25, I felt the need to...

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