Tawny Does Hoboken

“So I’m out by the pool at the Shipyard last night (Wednesday),” my friend Shirley recounted to me Thursday morning on the PATH, “and I see this girl with a beautiful body. I’m mean, stunning. So I turn to my friend JC and say, ‘That girl looks like a porn …

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Chick Ego

 “Stay away from him,” Maryann warned. “Why?” Christine asked her shore house roommate. “Shawn is so down to earth. I don’t remember being this comfortable talking to someone in a long time.” “He’s a player, Christine,” Maryann explained. “This is your first shore house. This is my fifth. I can …

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Simply Bunk Confessions of a shore-based cab driver

“I have a guy for your house,” my old buddy Jake said out of the blue. “Your timing is excellent, Smithers,” I responded in my bad imitation of Mr. Burns. “Who is this fellow?” “His name is Bunk and he would fit in well with your crew,” Jake said. “Play …

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Indiscriminate Deliberations: June

In a matter of 10 days, the Yankees have gone from easily winning their 27th World Series to being double digits behind Boston in the AL East and sixth place in the Wild Card…eight back of Detroit.  And I’m wondering, do their fans finally get that this team looks as …

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