Sunday, February 23, 2014


Yesterday, I had a wonderful savory crepe and glass of humble white wine.  A woman was seated to the left of my table. I figured she was an artist because her jeans were splattered with paint.
            At a certain point Madame Artiste stood up with her back to me, faced the mirror on the wall next to her table and undid her ponytail. She shook her hair out, gathered it only to make another ponytail.
            I didn’t order a crepe with dander. I was kind of speechless and it all happened so quickly there wasn’t time to point out to her how her actions were rude and plain nasty.
            You don’t comb your hair at any table. Didn’t your mother ever tell you that? Maybe Ms. Picasso thought what she did was all right. What’s a little shake of the head? It’s not like she was using a comb.
            And while we’re on the subject of hairy conditions, if your hair is long, maybe you should sling it around so that it’s in the front of you and not in the eyes of person standing behind you on the train, subway or on a line. Don’t you want to know where your hair is?
            In closing, if you’re having a bad hair day, keep it to yourself and away from a good meal.

Monday, February 10, 2014


            I was on a packed train one evening trying to find my center as I was jostled from all directions.  A Yogini was nearby and as she tried to find her center, she knocked me off mine with the yoga mat hanging off her back.

            Many of my friends practice yoga and I believe them when they tell me how great they feel, how at peace and centered they feel - I can see it. But does it put you in such a special place that nothing else matters? Centered I get, self-centered I don't. 
            I didn’t say anything; I just tried to stay out of her way.  I was annoyed but not too concerned as I am with backpacks. Yoga mats have no hardware, they have a friendlier texture and hers was a tranquil blue. But it took everything I had not to ask, “Umm, could you watch that mat? It’s in my space.” I took a deep breath instead.