Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

My glossy white fur munch is on my lap staring at me, his ears pinned close to his head.  He has crawled here.  Normally he takes a running leap and lands here, leaving black and blue prints as proof on…

 
This weekend, I shot photos for the New York Junior League and the Young Patrons Society of Lincoln Center.  I also scanned in some of my artwork that I mostly did in high school.  The number 2 pencil drawing…

… but that’s okay.  I can’t spell Salma Hayek.  (Thanks to reader who pointed that out. Next time I’ll use the Latin Spell Check.)
I can’t even believe I’m listening to this.
“Which nominee do you think has the best…

When it comes to boys, nicknames happen to help us keep ‘em all straight. 
“You know, Connecticut Brian.”“Oh, but who are you having dinner with?”“Jon.”“Which Jon?”“Fun Jon.”“Well who do you like the most right now?  Dirty Dave, Captain Jack, or…

An instant message conversation with a friend who was obviously away from his desk:
RedDiva2ooo: heyRedDiva2ooo: sorry to bother you YET againRedDiva2ooo: I need that cingular info againRedDiva2ooo: I don’t think they have the blackberry phoneRedDiva2ooo: and that sucksRedDiva2ooo: cause…

Spare me the "Gosh you should look into some sort of 12-step" shite.  I’m drunk, again.  And, it’s 2:13 AM on Monday night.  I just walked in the door, to a slew of emails and whines from the dog.  And,…

I’m secretly interested in:

philosophy, from Pascal to Plato
in art history, but I fear I’ll get bored in the details
finance, not Wall Street, but my own finances.  I need Suze Orman books or to take an investment course.…

At Tao tonight, I ate an abundance of chilean sea bass… and then some.  Then a bottle of white unoaked wine found its way before me, via a kind waiter, who asked, "are you Stephanie Klein? This is a congratulations…