Some trick stole my identity!

Happy new year everyone....!

Someone deep in the swamps of Florida - got my debit card info and went shopping for Coach luxury goods online. Ghetto-ass bitch! I will so contest those purchases. So lame.... a theiving start to the New Year - and may the evil doer burn in hell or swim in a swamp.

Otherwise, its sunny and windy...... my hangover has passed. Denise and Robert (parents) are at President Gerald Ford's funeral in Washington DC, so please look for them in the New York Times.

The lack of work, treading water, freelance project feeling has passed now that the holiday bloated party-season is done, and I can actually get in touch with people. I've locked two interviews, an NFL football player turned anti-violence advocate (yea) and a sexual and precocious 12 year old Brooklyn girl for an interview... her dad said yes - and he will NOT hover over her shoulder during our conversation - which will be a nice change. This week I'll meet a female cameraperson, seems like most young gals will not open up in the presence of my adorable male cameraman - crushes the intimacy. Not for me!

Wishing you all luck, adventure, love and good health in the coming year.