It was ninety degrees in New York City as I sat naked at my writing station. And it felt great.
But here’s the catch—even when it’s hot as hell outside I stay cool the old school way by just keeping the windows open. No AC, not even a ceiling fan humming. Yes, I sweat, amigos, but I feel alive. As you can tell, I dig the heat, but I also like staying cool. I also believe thinking out … read more
It was late June when I marched through Penn Station and saw the first fantasy football publication on display at the newsstand.
Wow. We live in a “can’t stand still” culture where slowing things down is a real challenge. And in summer it’s critical to find the time stop to smell the flowers before their bloom gives way to autumn.
Guy’s Guys are optimists, and we love summer. The days are longer and the skirts are shorter, but that’s … read more
It’s defined as a period of suspension of work, study, or other activity, usually for rest, recreation or travel. But vacations can be stressful.
If you want to know who is ultimately responsible for any vacation-related tension, take a look in the mirror. So nowadays people have a hard time enjoying themselves during their precious week off. Back in the day, we’d accrue an annual vacation and actually use the allotted days. But with all the tech and … read more
The media began bemoaning the end of summer on September 1st.
Guess what? It continues for another few weeks. Let’s stay positive and recognize a handful of reasons why September is a great month and fall is a great season, Guy’s Guy style.
Farewell, tourists.
As a fan of the beach and the Jersey Shore, nothing pleases local inhabitants and beachgoers more than the disappearance of what are referred to as “Bennies”, tourists form northern NJ who come down the shore, … read more
Whether it’s pressure from your job, family, finances or the weather, when you feel the temperature rise on the back of your neck there are ways get your chill on. This morning I ran the outer loop of Central Park at 7am. It was already sweltering at that early hour following a week of ninety-degree days. As I passed the reservoir on East 96th Street, I began telling myself, “I am cool. I am cool. I am cool.” … read more
