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kyz-logoIf you live in NYC, it’s hard to avoid the bus stop ads telling us all that “call grandma” is NOT an emergency plan.  And if you’ve lived here for any length of time, you’ve lived through enough disasters — both man-made and natural – that you know you really do need a plan.  Really.

Well, I’m here to tell you it’s time you got off your butt, and did something about it.  After all, it is Hurricane Preparedness week.   Start with Knowing Your Zone.  What zone, you ask? Your flood zone.  Hurricane Sandy proved that flooding and NYC can go hand in hand – with devastating consequences.  And those consequences would be even worse if you didn’t know how to protect yourself.

So how do you protect yourself?  Simple.  Three easy steps.


1.  Use NYC’s Hurricane Evacuation Zone Finder or call 311 to find out whether your home or business is located in a hurricane evacuation zone.

2.  Sign up for Notify NYC  to make sure you get the latest emergency information via text, phone, email, fax,   Twitter (@NotifyNYC), and more – should there be an emergency, or should one be imminent, you’ll be aware.

3. Take a look at the Ready New York Hurricane Guide. Its got  instructions on how to develop a hurricane disaster plan and secure your home  before a storm hits.


Once you’ve done all of that, take the  Know Your Zone Thunderclap Challenge, it’s kind of like a little test — to make sure you zone savvy and Hurricane prepared!




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Last night, I went to a party to celebrate the release of Neil Sedaka: Rock ‘n’ Roll Survivor, a book by my friend Rich Podolsky about Sedaka’s rise to fame, fall from it, and climb back to the top.

Sedaka is a legend.  But that didn’t stop the doorman from asking for his name…and asking him to spell it – before letting him into the building for his own party.  An exchange Sedaka and his lovely wife took in stride. (and I kinda slowed down on my push of the elevator button so I could ride up with them.  Amazing!)

But what was really amazing, was how Sedaka, after telling us how much he love’s Podolsky’s book, his research, his writing — sat down at the piano and sang The Hungry Years.

A legend in your living room.  Enjoy.  (and buy the book.  It’s fantastic.)

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Female Red-tailed Hawk (Buteo jamaicensis) eat...

Female Red-tailed Hawk (Buteo jamaicensis) eating a squirrel. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Yesterday, walking in Riverside Park in NYC, I saw a Red-Tailed Hawk swoop down, grab a squirrel,  slam it on the ground a few times until it was dead, and eat it.

An apt metaphor for life in the city.

I’ve lived in this city for my entire adult life. At times, I’ve felt like the squirrel, at times the Hawk. (except for the nasty eating my kill part.) That’s the dichotomy of life in New York:  There’s the feeling of being no more significant than a rodent – hastily making your way around the throngs, virtually invisible, nervously dodging others lest they wallop you.  But then there are days when just being a part of the greatest city in the world makes you feel like a hawk: soaring above the rest, conquering the small stuff. (more…)

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It's not all concrete and traffic cones.  Take a look - A week of snapshots in Riverside Park, NYC.

It’s not all concrete and traffic cones. Take a look – A week of snapshots in Riverside Park, NYC.

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Seen in Riverside Park a few days ago.  It’s like the tree KNEW it was Halloween.

Kinda cool.  And really, really gross!

tree fungus

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English: United Airlines Flight 175 crashes in...

English: United Airlines Flight 175 crashes into the south tower of the World Trade Center complex in New York City during the September 11 attacks (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This is a re-post from 2008.  I’m glad to say that finally, the gaping hole where the Towers used to be is finally filled.  The memorial busy and reverent. But 9-11 wasn’t the only collapse in downtown Manhattan.  When I wrote this post, the financial crisis was just starting.  9-11 is now more than a decade past, but the scars still hold, the wounds still hurt.  And NYC’s other downtown collapse – well, it’s only just begun re-building.

The other day, I went down to Wall Street. While I was there, I couldn’t help but look for signs of the evil arch-enemy of Main Street politicians keep talking about.  I was hoping to see the callous, ultra-rich, a-moral, self-serving “Masters of the UniverseTom Wolfe wrote about back in the eighties–the women wearing shoulder pads that made them look as tough as line-backers, the men smoking cigars that cost more than some people made in a week.  Instead, I saw  exhaustion.  Tired senior executives, harried young businessmen, “runners” heading home too tired to remove their tell-tale jackets.  I also saw the same thing I see everywhere in New York: people getting ready to go out for the evening, working mothers on their cell-phones telling their babysitters they were running late.  It wasn’t a disaster area, but those Masters of the Universe – – they were no where in sight.

Then, as I reached Pearl Street, I saw something.  Not the kind of Master I had expected, but a Master nonetheless.  There, on the sidewalk, it’s cord and plug snaking out behind it, was a Stairmaster looking as if it were waiting to be used, waiting for a second chance. And suddenly, I had as apt a metaphor for what’s been happening in the financial sector as any I’d heard. (more…)

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Just another day on the Upper West Side.

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