New York Leftovers.

When friends send me home with leftovers in plastic containers, they’re essentially saying, “Here, you throw this food away and then clean the containers.”

So I bring you low maintenance leftovers, from my Christmas trip to New York. Like the shot above. Come for the lasagna; sit next to a legend. Ted Koppel at Osteria al Doge.

I am so going to write a film that includes a high-speed chase through an airport in a currency exchange mobile.

Christmas explodes on the front lawn of this dude one town over from my hometown every year. I’ve posted nighttime shots of this lunacy. Here’s a daytime one for contrast.

Any pizza can be a personal pizza if you don’t have any friends. I have a very good friend since 7th grade, Doug Logan, so we split slices.