Tuesday, May 31, 2016
I just got an email from my daughter's school saying that someone at her school (in a different class) came in with lice today. So they are going to check every kid in the entire school. I remember being checked for it in fourth or fifth grade, and the school nurse huffing, "This is a waste of time." I never had lice in elementary school, but then I got it unexpectedly in tenth grade (at age fifteen). I never found out who I got it from, but I was in a school play (Camelot) where we all shared hats. I remember my mother driving me to CVS, and then I insisted that we go to a different one in a neighboring town, because I knew the girl at the cash register. (You can't buy lice treatment from someone you know, especially not in high school). When my mother had lice as a child, her oldest sister's husband plucked them off her scalp and dropped them in a frying pan. I remember my mother combing out the nits when I was fifteen. It was a long process, especially since my hair was long and very thick at the time. So anyway, I hope my daughter doesn't have lice. Although someone in my old building told me they have lice removal services in the city (Lice Fairies or something like that). Only in New York!
Sunday, May 29, 2016
Yesterday we went to Coney Island. At one point, a woman suddenly sat near me on the sand and hid a couple of mangos there. (True story.) Nearby, a young kid, maybe sixteen, was being handcuffed by a couple of cops. He didn't resist, but it was still shocking. A small crowd gathered. Then the woman sprang up and said, "That's my baby!" I couldn't hear most of it, but D was closer to them. It turned out selling anything on the beach is illegal. However, they gave him a summons instead of arresting him, because it was his first time selling mangos. You can't make this stuff up.
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
Tuesday, May 17, 2016
I just watched Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. It starts a little before the regular Pride and Prejudice, which begins when Bingley moves into Netherfield Hall. In the movie, the Featherstone family lives in Netherfield Hall, but they turn into zombies, leaving the hall vacant for Bingley. Darcy is a zombie hunter, and all five Bennet sisters have Shaolin training to fight zombies. Lady Catherine de Bourgh is the fiercest swordswoman in Britain, and wears an eyepatch. Mr. Collins is as unctuous as ever.
Monday, May 16, 2016
Thursday, May 12, 2016
Monday, May 09, 2016
I walked behind Trevor Noah (Jon Stewart's replacement) for a few blocks this morning. The most noticeable thing about him was his ballerina posture - very tall and upright. He had a nice suit, too. He used a side entrance to get into the studio, but he took a selfie first. I'm not sure why.
Sunday, May 08, 2016
I have a list of Kindle pre-orders on my computer and I was excited to see that I have a good one coming out on May 10! It's the newest book by Katie Finn. She writes YA - a series about two girls who started out as friends, but one wronged the other, and then they seek revenge on each other in ingenious ways. Very gossipy and fun. The last one ended with the girls (frenemies) finding out that their parents are getting married (one girl's mother is marrying the other girl's father). So now the frenemies will be in the same house (presumably). They are definitely fun books if you are looking for a lively, light read.
Wednesday, May 04, 2016
Tuesday, May 03, 2016
Monday, May 02, 2016
There are a lot of musicians (and dogs) in our new apartment building. One of them is playing a saxophone right now. We have a pianist too. I ran into one of my neighbors from the old building. She had hip replacement surgery and was using her umbrella as a cane, but seemed in good spirits. She was telling me how handsome her son is, "a cleft in his chin and dimples", and people say he looks like Tom Cruise, but she's met Tom Cruise and claims her son is better looking, though Tom was "very nice." I've read Leah Remini's Scientology memoir, including the segments on Tom, but I just smiled and nodded. P.S. Now the piano is kicking in! I prefer it to the saxophone.