Before you start getting all randy, get your minds out of the gutter – I’m not talking about that “friend” who comes over at 2:30 in the morning because you have a fifth of Jack Daniels and a pint of Ben & Jerry’s you had to polish off. That territory

During most of the year, NYC can be your gym. You can run on the sidewalks, ride along bike paths, or even just run up and down stairs in a park until your ass feels like it’s going to fall off. And if you don’t feel like actually working up

The other day I caught myself almost buying a pair of reindeer printed leggings. Blame the sweltering summer that lasted until, well last week, but I was ready to stock up on thermal already in protest. I think every New Yorker is ready to wear clothing that doesn’t involve mesh

David Sedaris once said “To be broke in New York was to feel a constant, needling sense of failure, as you were regularly confronted by people who had not only more but much, much more.”  This is very true.  Due to the nature of the city you can pass by

It may seem stupidly obvious, but since nowadays it’s often easier to just replace old or ailing possessions, we need to sometimes be reminded that things can be fixed.  Easily.  Cheaply.  Quickly. The next time you think ‘œDamn, I’m really sad that my favorite _____ just bit the dust,’ take

Every time the seasons change, it seems half the population gets sick, myself included. I’m working on a nice whooping cough right now and sound like I’ve been smoking Marlboro Reds since the day I was born.  Whatever your immune system might be, there’s still a strong likelihood you’re gonna

I have a confession to make. Sometimes, I can, uh, go a little temporarily mad, to paraphrase Norman Bates. Not in a murdery kind of way or anything, but more in an obsessive/stalkery kind of way when it comes to stacking myself up against exes of current or ex-boyfriends. This

My name is Ricardo. I am a door hoverer. You may recognize me from essentially every train you have ever been on. It usually looks like this: Train doors open, people flow out, you move to step in – but you can’t. There is somebody in your way. You squeeze