Can I just say how much I hate cached searches. They cause me no end of grief. No end at all.

Did anyone read that funny article in the New York Times about the backroom closing at The Cock - that infamous East Village dive?

I'd googled the terms "backroom" and "cock" to find the article so that I could show it to a friend. My search hadn't worked (the article was actually called "Looking for Mr. Right Now" ... go figure). FYI: it was in the March 13th issue, in case you missed it.

Fast forward a month. My boss is sitting in my cube and we're test-driving a new search engine. What two words pop into the search box? I'm still blushing....

Save the date: Catherine's first photo show will be this June @ the Tompkins Square Library. More details soon!

Has anyone tried out the Google satellite maps? Here's a look at my childhood home up in Canada. Hasn't changed much. The farms seem to still be farms; the golf course still a golf course. My strongest memory is laying on my back in the center of the putting green. It's probably 3 AM and I'm stroking the short, velvety grass.