STILL CRAZY AFTER ALL THESE YEARS

It's past 9:00, all children are still awake and I promised myself to post to the blog every school night during the year. Does that make me:

a. Tired
b. Crazy
c. Hate myself every time I look at a clock
d. All of the above

Maybe there is something about growing up in Queens, NY that leaves some of us unhinged (or if not unhinged, at least artsy which automatically makes you unhinged): Christopher Walken, Donald Trump, Johnny and Joey Ramone, Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel. Maybe that is why I miss Queens so much. Perhaps there is something about that underappreciated borough that breeds a compulsively artistic or unhinged type. All of us at some point need to wash off the Archie Bunker stereotype (and, yes, Carroll O'Connor spent much of his childhood in Queens). Now, Queens is getting a little more respect and I'm now out on Long Island complaining about the food, the schools, the drivers, the boredom....ever restless and ever crazy even after all these years.