*Originally written in January 2012. When I was 25, my second first true love of my life and I broke up and moved out of our 1 bedroom apartment with the closet that was too shallow and the kitchen with linoleum floors. I was convinced that the psychosis driving us apart stemmed from the factContinue reading “Socialism is Lame, Capitalism Sucks”
Category Archives: Writing
Spain, Stocks and Rock UnBlocked
When I read the news of Spain’s youth taking over the streets, I had my typical these days reaction which was to bounce up and down in my seat and contain the energy surging in my veins that wanted me there, now, into the hopeful and encouraging FB status and link that maybe some wouldContinue reading “Spain, Stocks and Rock UnBlocked”
The Flanders – Havana Connection
Growing up in Flanders, NJ in the 1980’s was a lot like living in Cuba in the first decade of the new millennium. In both epochs of my life, my friends and I ate copious amounts of pizza. We had nothing to do and nowhere to go. There was no internet, and no one hadContinue reading “The Flanders – Havana Connection”
You Don’t Have to Watch Dynasty
-Jan. 30th, 2011 “I have nothing for you,” said my doctor. “I’m not going to put you on addictive drugs at this point, and you’re already wired.” Last week, I finally admitted to myself that I have ADHD. When I told my doctor, I could tell she wanted to say something quippy but then consideredContinue reading “You Don’t Have to Watch Dynasty”
And the Award Goes to…
A documentary film maker records the present to present the past in the future. We are the Billy Pilgrims of film making. Our schizophrenia doesn’t become apparent until the editing process, if at all. When I set out to document Cuban heavy metal band Escape, I had every intention of approaching the film with theContinue reading “And the Award Goes to…”
Checking in at The End of the World or Happy Father’s Day
A year later, and June is still rainy. I’m back in Jersey City. I’m still gainfully unemployed or almost kind of self employed, (half full in social circles, half empty to qualify me for state aid.) But, I can look back on the last year and know that I followed my passion, my dreams.I wasContinue reading “Checking in at The End of the World or Happy Father’s Day”
Tracey Noelle 