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What if it were MY home?

If It Was My Home is a simple website that overlays the BP oil spill over any location on earth. Its default setting centers in on your location based on your IP address, so the devastation really hits home. I see, read, and hear about the tragic spill every day but never quite realized the immensity of its spread until now. It's scary knowing that the area it covers is now bigger than some U.S. states. Via Flowing Data. P.S. — Not to make light of the situation, but does anyone else think the spread of the oil looks like Yoshi? ...

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The 2010 NBA Finals

Basketball has always been my favorite sport. Maybe it was the plethora of basketball manga I read while growing up (Slam Dunk, anyone?). Or perhaps I am a victim of reverse psychology, because standing at a mere 5'1" I have a severe disadvantage in the sport. It's no big news that my favorite team has not been playing well for the better part of the decade. However, I grew up in NY during the Knicks' glory days (at least for my generation), and so I remain loyal to my Knickerbockers. I cried when they lost the 1999 NBA Finals, and still hold a grudge against the Spurs and Tim Duncan for this reason. And the day I met...

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Yes, That Was Me Who Caused the Mass Backup in the Tunnel…

This morning started like any other. I woke up, took the dog for a walk, and quickly checked the mirror for eye crusties and hair peaks before running out the door to drive J to work. (Yes, I know I don't have to drive him to work. But I like to, especially in the past few months as he's been working super-long hours and I'd like to squeeze in as much time together as possible.) 15-minute delay in the tunnel? Check. A-hole NYC drivers who challenge my driving dexterity with every move? Check. Pedestrians who ignore all traffic laws to make driving in NYC even more difficult? Check. In other words, nothing unusual. I kissed my husband goodbye as he rushed inside to make his...

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Street Pianos Headed to NYC!

One of the (many) things I love about NYC is the abundance of street and subway performers. May it be a classically-trained prodigy giving an impromptu concert, a struggling musician performing for dollars (often with the wish that a record executive will "discover" them), or an out-of-luck bum drumming some beats on some upside-down plastic containers, you can bet that these performers add as much art and culture to the city as do those who play sold-out shows at Carnegie Hall. Heck, even street salesmen are world-famous performers here! This is precisely the reason I was so excited to read that NYC will soon follow in London and Sydney's footsteps to install street pianos in public places for anyone to sit down...

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