Misplaced in the Midwest

Check. Check. Check. My God how is this blog still up????

Today, I went to Shake Shack for a burger on the Upper East Side. It was terrible but reminded me to be grateful that I don’t have children....

I’m waking up Broadway to catch the subway at Union Square. Across the street I hear a ruckus. A young girl, early twenties, is crying loudl...

Last night I was invited to the United Nations Headquarters to watch a premier of Javier Bardem’s documentary on the human rights abuses in ...

Who would be the quintessential New York celebrity? That one person that you saw on the street and said, “Yup, that’s New York.” My friend ...

So if I haven’t been updating this blog what exactly have I been doing? Other than the massive amount of rejection from women and job interv...

Can I write everyday for a month? I doubt it but I’m going to give it a go. So expect 31 crap entries. I had to look at the calendar to se...

I was having coffee in the East Village with a friend when he let it slip that he had been on a reality TV show. He was rather casual about...

It’s been awhile since I’ve written- although I have a good excuse this time. I just returned from a three-week visit to my little corner o...

I went to a lecture given by my Upper East Side neighbor Hilma Wolitzer at The New York Society Library. The topic, Developing Characters fo...

Anyway, I eased up on the carbs so I could squeeze out my little window and stand on the fire escape. Looking down I noticed several of my ...

I moved to a new apartment on E. 88th. “There’s a balcony.” I tell my New York friend. “A balcony? Wow that’s pretty snazzy.” She repli...

Fourth Match.com Date Email: Sassylady to Misplaced Re: Your Profile You don’t say how much you earn and while it might sound shallow ...

When I reopened this blog I decided not to enable the word verification on the comments section. Basically it verifies that whoever is leav...

I’m sitting outside a coffee shop in the East Village with a pack of cigarettes on the table. “Mind if I sit down?” a guy asks. He ha...

Third Match.com Date Date #1 Character: A psychologist who specializes in theater people because she was once a performance artists. (red...

Metro-sexual: A straight man without a beer belly, likes to dress somewhat well, reads, travels, has a certain amount of empathy toward his...

Don’t you hate when you’re talking to a friend and it seems they are just waiting long enough for you to shut up about your life and other ...

I have to say it’s been a tough couple of weeks. There has been a seemingly never ending parade of rejections on the job front. I stare at...

I was thinking about my New Zealand friend. For those of you who don’t remember, I met him for the first time in a library in Paris and he ...

Isn’t this a beautiful scene? I took it awhile back, a lovely woman playing classical music in Washington Square Park. So peaceful; or is...

I'm on a crowded train during rush hour. Everyone's grumpy and tired of smelling the person next to him. We pull into Grand Centra...

Second Match.com Connection Date #1 Character: Waitress from Long Island Scene: The Modern Museum of Art How it went all went terribl...

I go to Mud Coffee in the East Village almost every day. It’s a great place and the women behind the bar can make a fine cup of coffee and ...

My first date on Match.com Date #1 Character: A very attractive woman that works as legal council for a large, prestigious university. ...

I may have to reconsider one of my biggest pet peeves. When walking down the sidewalk of any bigger city I always get stuck behind those th...

I am standing outside my apartment on E. 80th Street smoking a cigarette. A pretty woman approaches walking her dog. She looks at me, the...

What a difference a week makes. Day 1 On crowded New York subway Misplaced: “My god- this is incredible- surrounded by people from every...

My new life coach, who may or may not be a doctor, a wee bit insane and possibly an alcoholic, directed me to 3 dating sites to get me back ...

I was floundering. There is no doubt about that; divorced, unemployed, cat-less and without direction. At the suggestion of my family I go...

Here’s a quick run down of my life so far. 1. Move to Paris, the most romantic city in the world with my beautiful wife- get a divorce. 2...

It took me forever to get back on my blog. I forgot the password and whatever email address I was using to log in. I even had to google ...

We are rolling into Lincoln City in our spacious, luxury bus, where we will spend a few days. This is the number one visited town on the co...

Our first stop was Drift Creek Covered Bridge, where we met the remainder of our group. I don’t get the fascination with covered bridges- a...

It took Lewis and Clark almost 2 years to get to Oregon from Illinois. In that 2-year period there were brutal winters, starvation and murde...

I received a call a couple of months ago from COCO, Central Oregon Coast Association. They invited me to tour the central coast of Oregon as...

I need to get back involved with the blog. It turns out that unless I write every day I wont write at all. To get you up to speed: I move...

With the threat of 2 inches of snow the city is abuzz. The grocery stores are crowded; there is a run on milk- we must hunker down for the ...

I didn’t really miss Paris until I went to the American Library in Paris- sad I know, but that is one of the few places that tolerate me and...

I’ve been pulled out of the security line at the International Kentucky Airport. There is a “situation” with some of the items discovered in...

Well, that was short lived. I'm back to Paris November 10th for a short trip. My petanque skills have diminished but my language skil...

I wrote up the London trip but after re-reading it, it didn’t ring true or my heart wasn’t in it- I don’t know which. I haven’t written abou...

One week in London

I go to the boulangerie around the corner to pick up a baguette and a pain aux raisin, a lovely little pastry that will ultimately kill me. ...

Check out this blog . Neighbors in my little corner of the midwest have quit their jobs and taken their two daughters on a year long odyss...

There is a crowd of people gathered around a small section of the circular pond in the Tuileries. They are snapping picture after digital p...