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When I am in New York City — just below the earth’s surface, on a subway train with all those people I do not know and will never see again — I get the most amazing sense of shared humanity…a … Continue reading →

The simply ADORABLE Miss Pearl sends all her love out to her gorgeous Aunt Jackie Beat, who is currently on the road with her amazing “All-You-Can-Eat Christmas” Holiday Extravaganza — a 6-city, 14-show tour that has fans and critics alike … Continue reading →

From the wry, wry mouth of one of my greatest literary inspirations: “What used to be called middle-class respectability looked like it was going to disappear, but it didn’t. It’s returned. It just returned in a different costume. If you … Continue reading →

Finally got sprung from the hospital yesterday afternoon…and trust me, the shouts of joy and exaltation could be heard high above the rooftops all over Los Angeles. And NO, IT WASN’T MY NURSES CHEERING, silly. It was ME! Believe it … Continue reading →

A conglomeration of posts arisen from the morphine-induced haze that was Saturday: “Was brought to Emergency yesterday in unbearable pain, which unfortunately continues. Pain beyond the imprecision of words. I am still here…so full of morphine that I find myself … Continue reading →

Muff Fact #662: I love the poetry of Ted Hughes and Anne Sexton. I love chamber music and Gregorian chants. I love the films of Fellini and Godard. I love Mussorgsky’s “Pictures at an Exhibition.” I love TS Eliot’s “The … Continue reading →

Muffy Ponders Living Part-time in New York City. Pros & Cons; An Ongoing Series of Observations: Despite being head-over-heels in love with the subway, I must admit that it radically cuts into my girlie grooming time…as while a car passenger … Continue reading →

Your Not-So-Gentle Correspondent taking a break to squirt the ol’ clam…in between enjoying the extraordinary company of the guys who created National Lampoon Magazine (well, the ones who are not dead, rotting, and stinking in the earth, anyway). Where have … Continue reading →

According to the latest census estimates, there are roughly 8.5 million people currently living in NYC — each of them power strutting 70 mph up and down streets, stairwells, belvederes, and boulevards to catch a subway train at all hours … Continue reading →

I feel somehow comforted that I am in New York City on the day of Elaine Kaufman’s death. This is where she lived — AND, OH, HOW SHE FUCKING LIVED! — and today, at the age of 81, died. Oddly … Continue reading →