I was coming into the hotel the other day, when who should I run into checking in at the front desk but that Earl guy from "My Name is Earl."  I nodded to him, and then I stood there waiting for the elevator, but I noticed that that Earl guy kept staring at me.  What,…

One Easter Sunday morning my girlfriend and I were walking along the Hudson River.  Recently they’ve been cleaning up the waterfront, planting trees and grass, attempting to turn it into one long park, so you can walk or bike all the way around Manhattan Island without having to go out into the city.  They’ve gotten…

I was coming out of Whole Foods on 7th Ave. around the corner from the Chelsea when I heard a loud crash.  A guy in a blue SUV had rear-ended a cab at the corner of 24th street.  Despite the loud noise, it was clear that neither of the cars had been damaged.     …

Part IV: Another Sort Of Hotel (Parts I, II, & III)             The old woman wore herself out early from singing all day, and went into her room and closed the door at about nine o’clock that evening.  I was still pissed off about having been deprived of sleep.  By this point…

Part III: The Police Investigation (Part I, Part II)             To save money, I rented a room without a bathroom.  Since I was drinking beer I had to piss frequently, and since the bathroom was at the end of the hall, I had to walk past the woman several times during the…

Part II: Ghosts Of The Old Hotel  (PART I)             Eventually someone must have complained—or more likely a lot of people, repeatedly,  because that’s what it would have taken  to get a response.  Anyway, one of the desk clerks came up and confronted the woman while she was in her room.  I…

Diane was an artist, a painter, though lately she didn’t work much.  While Charlie was on tour Diane roller bladed around the city.  With him gone her energy seemed boundless.  She’d sail past you, almost knocking you down and you’d think she was on her way home, but no, she’d come around the block and…