Lillian Ross Rest In Peace

About 20 years ago, I was mistakenly invited to a high society dinner uptown. I found myself sitting next to Lillian Ross and knowing she wrote for The New Yorker, I asked her if she had ever met William Shawn. “Met him! I was his lover, forever!” It was just before her big tell-all & Read More…

3 Photos Of My Day

From the bottom up: I went to Rockaway Beach this afternoon & fought with Poseidon, the waves were epic. Then I walked over the bridge & discovered someone had bolted a bike pump to theĀ  Manhattan side of the Williamsburg Bridge, Lastly I stumbled across a row of sneakers someone had tossed out.