It Never Ends: A Memoir with Nice Memories!

I was punching so far above my weight by merely hanging with these guys that I didn’t want to blow it by whining about how if we went to Times Square we could end up on the wrong end of a dude like Ramrod, the star of the exploitation pay-cable classic Vice Squad.

It was here that I learned the value of tipping: If you dropped a dollar in the tip cup while placing your order you would be rewarded with a huge plate of the greatest pickles on earth.

This was 1984, so NYC was still only a handful of years removed from the Son of Sam and the blackout and all the other things that New Yorkers from that era have fetishized into oblivion.

“the city” (how every New Jerseyan refers to NYC) to buy wholesale T-shirts in the garment district for their T-shirt store.

My grades were horrible and I was pretty much invisible to everyone except a few like-minded dorks whose purpose was to make fun of everyone whose social status outranked us, which was pretty much everybody.

I want to tell you about the first time I went into New York City without parental supervision.

Let me say at this juncture that I sincerely believe Billy Joel is a nice enough guy in real life. I listened to the audiobook of his authorized biography and I respect him as a person. He wasn’t handed anything, he did the work, he cracked the code, then stayed in the game and he’s still doing it. Billy Joel is perfectly harmless, unless you happe

It’s a difficult meeting but I do it anyway because firing someone over the phone is cowardly.

A few years ago, my lawyer told me that it would be beneficial for me to start a production company. Not like I’m a hotshot or anything; it would just be a semi-prudent thing to do when it comes to receiving paychecks and paying taxes. I realized that this business decision created a very exciting opportunity: If I formed a production company I wou