A-Mem came to town and it was so great to see her. I miss her so much. Would you believe that we took a cruise (above?) No? OK, then, that's her on Roosevelt Island...
We went to the Highline, walked around the Village, ate pupusas...all the usual.
And there is more! Stay tuned.......
Big thanks to the mighty A-Mem, who risked life and limb to get this picture in France (doesn't rhyme with pants.) Clearly these awful birds have developed a sophisticated intranet with which to haunt me and my friends. Beware - no one is safe.
Stuck in traffic (with A-Mem, I might add) in Corona, and what do I feel boring in at me? (NO! not that!) The beady, persistant eyes of the proprieter of La Casa de Pollo. But we know, this isn't a pollo...its un gallo malo. 
A dreaded, fearsome, r.o.o.s.t.e.r o.v.e.n.m.i.t.t.
In case you didn't know, I have a Luchadora named A-Mem who travels with me to keep me safe. She has a cache of weapons, including the deadly spiked clip which she keeps handy at all times. We don't mess around.
