east village idiot

About Me

After spending a good chunk of time elsewhere, I returned to the East Village and my shabby family homestead on Avenue A. My eleven year old son is a fifth generation east villager, making our ancient tenement a Walton's Mountain of sorts. Only this mountain is populated with an odd assortment of closet superstars, Italian/Irish relatives, struggling artists, aging hippies, gay people and a dog. So far the dog is the only one to make it onto the cover of an international magazine. The rest of us remain stubbornly optimistic. Oh yeah - the mountain is rent stabilized. My blog is a humble attempt to share the world view of my tribe as we battle to hold on to our neighborhood and life as we know it. In the summer of 2009, time/space/resources demanded that we uproot our little clan and move twenty miles north to a place I call Strawberry Fields. Now my tales will focus on our attempt to straddle the time space continuum between these two worlds.....stay tuned.

What's the most amount of sand you've ever had in your swimming trunks?

Around fifty pounds.

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