It never fails. I’ll have some stupid weight goal that I’m trying to reach and right smack in the middle of my efforts to get there, I’ve planned a weekend away or a visit to my mom’s house or ONE night with a friend in Brooklyn even. It doesn’t take much to constitute “vacation” in my mind. If I’m not sleeping at home, I’m on one. And that means food. I’m pretty disciplined with what I eat when I’m at home. In fact, I’m almost military about it. Six days Read More…
OK, so last year I wrote a post called How To Get Your Autumn On In Under Six Hours which was fine, but awfully ambitious. This year I’m not feeling quite so motivated. While I have managed to knock out a couple of traditionally fall type activities, they’ve been spread out over the month and started as early as September. If you’ve been struggling to get into the spirit of things as well, don’t freak out. You’ve still got time. Here’s a list of things you can do before the winter Read More…
Sundays are totally in right now. Everywhere you go on the first day of the week, you can see people out and about, galavanting around, just enjoying the shit out of them. The saying “Sunday Funday” has even officially become a thing. It’s used as a cheers at brunch, it’s got its own hashtag and men who are otherwise heterosexual six days a week, now find themselves so caught up in the spirit of it all that they are sporting t-shirts with the phrase stamped across their chests. I’m not immune. Read More…
New Yorkers take being from New York pretty seriously as evidenced by the never-ending lists on Buzzfeed that give New Yorkers a platform to agree on how New Yorkey they all are. It’s probably because being from New York is really hard and the more opportunities we get to pat ourselves on the back for having what it takes to make it here, the better. This is why I’ve devised yet another list for all of us New Yorkers to go “Oh my God, that’s so true!“ to, because there can Read More…
Usually, around this time of year, I start to panic because I look back on my summer and realize that I spent a grand total of thirteen minutes outside. Subsequently, this is also the time of year that Jeff White starts to panic because the fury of excursion ideas I unleash on him are in such rapid succession, they tend to hit with the force of a three hundred foot tsunami. What can I say? That’s what he gets for having a girl as a best friend. But ANYWAY, this Read More…
Recently, due to a scheduling conflict at work, I found myself with an extra day off during the week. Anyone who knows me understands that from my deranged perspective, this is not unlike winning the Powerball. I don’t hate my job or anything, I just don’t like working and I’m more dramatic about having to do it than every other person on the planet. So you can imagine how excited I was when I first heard that I didn’t have to. However the gamut of emotions that I ran through Read More…
Remember back when going to your parents’ house was a total drag? Mostly because you were a moody twenty-year-old who made everyone miserable? Well now you’re way older and life out there in the real world is hard. Sometimes there’s nothing more comforting than packing a weekend bag and hopping on the train to spend a couple of days with the people whose job it is to love your sorry ass. Here’s why: #1 They Live In A Real House Just look at the size of this place! You know Read More…
God, I love birthdays! The food. The drinks. The all-day-long attention on Facebook from people who you are only vaguely familiar with. In fact, I think one of my favorite things about having a blog is the fact that I get to have an internet birthday in addition to my real life birthday, and this is it! As of today The Rheel Daze is one whole year old! Yay!!!!! Too much? OK, well maybe. But that doesn’t mean there aren’t a lot of exciting things going on around here. My little Read More…
Ah, hindsight. Is there anything more useless? You go and do a bunch of nonsense and then say to yourself “Well in hindsight, I probably shouldn’t have done that” yet there you are anyway, having already done the bullshit you weren’t supposed to do, so what’s the use? I try to avoid hindsight at all costs. Reflecting upon my mistakes only stresses me out. It gives me those creases you get around the eyes from cringing too much and I feel like if I’m in a perpetual state of having Read More…
Soooo, a number of months ago, I started to notice a pattern developing in the space directly above my living room. A couple of nights a week, around seven P.M., a slow rumbling would begin to take place. It was nothing spectacular initially and for the first thirty minutes or so, I mostly ignored it. However it lasted a long time. Over the span of an hour or more it would intensify and subside until ultimately it progressed into a chaos which transformed my apartment into a scene similar to Read More…