Sick as a Blog

Good morning, all you fresh faced readers out there.

I write to you from the foyer beyond death's door, where I have taken residence for the past couple of days to overcome the latest illness to invade New York (besides hubris and necrophilia, or so they tell me.)

So while I catch up with my work, take a look at what I consider to be my greatest achievement to date: My Gothamist Interview. (This may be circular linkage for many of you. If so, catch up with the many weeks of hilarity missed on this blog in my archives. Or check me out at my brother's Bar Mitzvah, dancing with his mildly excited friend, Teddy Rosenblatt.)

Stay Sweet and KIT,
Michelle