Sexless in the City

Sometimes reading romance novels doesn’t quite prepare you for a love life...

For this 30-year-old urbanite, love is always a misadventure: The Harvard Lickwit, Hippie the Groper, the 5% Man, and the Ad Weasel. These and many other men wander in and out of her life — but never her bed.

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Speaking of jazz ...

I can’t help myself raving about Dizzy’s, well, scat-tastic performance of “Ool-Ya-Koo” on Small Groups & Guests from my 3-CD set (see mindscapes, at right). This is one of those times I’m so grateful I did jazz band in college and thought to buy some records of genuine masters. I might not have dug ’em all adequately then, but to now go back to my “library” and find I’ve got such great stuff to hear — without playing a penny for the treat — pretty awesome. :)

Besides, there’s nothing like this kind of jazz to make a great plunge-into-work soundtrack (although coffee always helps too).