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Category Archives: Hummerville
Things That Make Me S.A.D.
The leaves are falling faster than the Dow. Every day, the giant tree at the entrance to the Hummerville train station gets a little more sparse, the pile below it a little thicker. The chilly air finds every gap in … Continue reading
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TRAINJOTTING CLASSIC: The Drunken Jackass in My Cab
It was just a year ago when I stumbled off a late train at Hummerville, wearing the most unlikely of outfits–a tuxedo I’d rented from Yesterday’s Man or somesuch for our company’s annual black-tie affair. Unfit to bike, and probably … Continue reading
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Night of the Living Dead, Or, Just Another Night Out in Queens
I had the rare pleasure of venturing into the city for friend Christian’s going-away party over the weekend. It’s always weird, sharing Metro-North with the amateurs on weekends. No one on board knows the unspoken rules. You see people using … Continue reading
Mount Unpleasant Taxi
The cab stand at Hummerville train station, decked out in ghosts for Halloween. Personally, I thought the butchered rabbit was scarier.
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‘Iron’ Deficiency: Why I Missed the 8:43 This Morning
I was cutting it close this morning, I knew I was. On Mondays, I take the later train to steal a little extra time with the kids. I stole a little too much extra time, and left myself just six … Continue reading
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‘Torn, Indeed
Check out the sweet Hawthorne sign at the train station. C’mon, Metro-North, fix our damn sign–it’s been defaced for a few months now. The train station is, for many, the gateway to Hummerville–home of famed Pop’s Deli, Bellissima Salon, and … Continue reading
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A Taste of the Reel World
I step onto the 8:16 in Hummerville and take my seat. A young guy takes the seat cattycorner to me. The guy across the aisle from him–right in front of me–starts saying “Michael…Michael!” “Michael” looks up from his Post, spends … Continue reading
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An Open Letter To:
My Big Boss. Most every day, I hit that 8:16 out of Hummerville, and step into work just about an hour later. The work gets done. I get a little morning play time with Little G and Little Miss C. … Continue reading
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A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall on TJ
I had five minutes before I had to hop on the bike this morning, navigate the sleepy streets of Hummerville, and make my 8:16 train. I sat with Little G as we set up yet another “Big Car Party,” which … Continue reading
Posted in Bike Rack, Bike to Work, Hummerville, Little G, The Missus
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