I Quit (and Joe Scares Me)

I'm quitting.  Again. My wee Hoboken apartment has been on the market for four frickin months - four long, long, vacuuming filled months.  We've received a whopping ZERO offers over those four fabu months.  So as of this morning, my apartment is off the market.  Uncle.  The end.  Stick a…

When You’re Sliding into First

It's funny.  Well, it's not so much funny as in "ha ha" funny.  Then again, it's not really funny in a "weird" sort of funny way.  I guess it's more of an "awkward" funny, like "wow-that-mime-is-restringing-a-tennis-racquet-while-singing-"kookaburra-sits-in-the-old-oak-tree" kinda funny.  No, that analogy totally leaves out the disturbing angle.  I guess it's…