March 25, 2026

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about my present.

Oh man, I’m walking like my dog. Or, like my friend here said, and I agree, My dog is walking like me. You see, my dog is all messed up and is walking like a drunk. Little day things like this, your dog being sick, seem simple, but when you’re like me, man, it could be like climibing Mt. Everest. It’s so frustrating you can’t imagine. But, like they say, right, patience is a virtue.

Sometimes things just seem impossible to do, you know, when you’re like this. But you gotta just plow through it. You know what I’m gonna do? When things get like crazy, I look at a journal from the past. My friend here is gonna pull out a jounral and we’ll talk about it.

My dad and I did a great trip to Greenland. He painted some icebergs and iPhotographed them in black and white. It was cool. It was a great trip and a great way to get to know my dad again. Some of the images I think are beautiful. I could go om and on about it, but the best thing to do for you guys is just to get the DVD I made with film maker Adam Hall and producer Erin Hall. The film is called “Melt Down” and we had a show at Pace Prints. Man, the water was so cold. It was unreal. I’ll tell you now I know what a can of beer feels like. Anyway, check it out. It was cool. I’m gonna think about this for a while and talk to you guys next week. Here’s a link for you to watch it: MeltDown

I hear my drunk dog upstairs. I better go. Love and miss you guys. Love, B. Nice

March 19, 2026

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about my present. I’m gonna dedicate this blog to my daughter cause she’s awesome, and I’m proud of her because she’s graduating this spring.

OK, so check this out. I’m gonna vent a little here. So, check this out: America has started a war halfway around the world and it’s costing about a billion dollars a day. Yet, here I sit and I get $23 a month in food stamps. Mind you, I get social security disability, and also have a special needs trust for food and other necessities for the rest of my life. If I live forever, I’m kinda screwed. There’s something wrong with this situation. No, also, there’s a health aide that works here. He looks after me. He has to keep three jobs just to make ends meet. He also goes to the food bank and he just told me that the food bank lines are getting increasingly larger. So what’s so great about this America?

All of this got triggered because my old photo assistant came up to voluntarily help me. My neighbors help me. My friend here helps me. My sister helps me. What I’m saying is, it’s nice to be helped. It means a lot to me. I mean, just the other day someone helped me bring my trash can to the side of the road. It sounds simple, but try and bring a trash can up to the side of the road in a wheelchair. I guess what I’m saying is you gotta be nice to each other.

Being nice to each other is one reason why I’ve started my sidewalk campaign. It sounds kinda simple, but I’m trying to get better sidewalks for our village. You have no idea what it’s like to try and navigate a footpath that’s been blacktopped over. I mean, I’m athletic, or I was athletic, and I’m used to a challenge, but this is ridiculous. What is kind of cool is I’ve noticed I’ve started to get compliments from people in the public. You know, when I go out to the store or things like that. It’s nice to be recognized for doing something for the community.

Anyway, that’s it for my rant. Sorry, I just had to vent a little. I’m gonna go have lunch now. My health aide is gonna fold a napkin, put some orange juice on it and dab my lip. That’s my lunch.

Talk to you next week. Love, B. Nice

March 11, 2026

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about my present.

Man, I’ve been bummed out lately. I can’t go anywhere I need to go. I’ll give you an example. My daughter is graduating this spring and I can’t get to her to see the graduation. I can’t fly. Otherwise I’d get a brain bleed and it’s too far for me to drive. After my first brain operation I could walk with a walker. Hell, I drove to LA and back, no problem. But after my second brain operation, things are different. I’m in a wheelchair and it’s hard for me to go more than four hours in a car. Also there was a death in the family. I can’t go to the service, and on top of that, a friend of mine is really sick. I’d like to go see him but I can’t. He’s on the west coast. Bottom line is I guess you gotta learn to deal with your limits and recognize them.

Hey, I had a profound thought early this morning. It goes something like this: When something happens to you, it’s not the event that defines you. What defines you is how you react to the event that makes you. In other words, if you get really sick, or something happens to you, how you behave is what defines you. Does that make sense? I’ll give you an example. My friend is really sick, but he’s strong spirited, he has a positive attitude and he’s always questioning authority. Always question authority. Never follow blindly. Does that all make sense or is my brain bleed kicking in?

Anyway, that’s it for now. I don’t really feel like blogging. It’s a nice day here. Maybe I’ll go hang out in the sun.

Love and miss you guys. Love, B. Nice

January 27, 2026

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about my present.

Man, did we get a lot of snow! It was like the good old days when I first moved here, it snowed like this often. We had a great ski slope near us. The slope is houses now.

The other thing that all the snow reminds me of is where I went to college. The college was in Rochester, NY. I went to RIT. Man, did it snow there! I guess you’d call it Lake Effect snow. It snowed so much you had to tie one of your socks or a bandana to the car antena so you knew which car to dig out. Man, there was nothing worse than digging out a car and finding out it wasn’t yours.

OK, so check this out: some investor bought a bunch of swampland. Filled it in, then to save money, bought some plans for a college in Arizona. You know, to save a little money. So, basically, I went to a college that was designed for the desert and they put the college in the swamplands of Rochester, a lake effects snow area. It was freezing there. The campus was designed to keep students cool. It had wind tunnels, high walls to create wind, and did I mention the whole thing was built out of bricks. Now imagine this, a building built of bricks is constantly sinking into a swampland. Bricks used to fall from the sky all the time, so not only were we cold, but you had to look out for falling bricks. No wonder why we drank so much, not that we needed an excuse. Anyway, all this snow we have now reminds me of the good old days.

I’ll tell you, it’s tough having this traumatic brain injury with all this cold. It’s brutal. I feel like an ant in honey. Well, at least I have summer to look forward to. I’m gonna leave it at that. If I could, I’d go build a snowman. Have a good week.

Love and miss you guys. Love, B. Nice

January 20, 2026

Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about my present.

I’m gonna dedicate this blog to my friend who is really sick, but he got some really good news this week. That’s cool.

Hey, guess what! As of tomorrow I’ll have made it to 65 times around the sun. In other words, tomorrow is my 65th birthday. Hip hip hooray. I’m officially a senior citizen. I can get discounts on the train, getting food, free transportation and 25 cent lunches. We can get 25 cent lunches at the senior center which is fine as long as you like steamed carrots and steamed asparagus.

I never really took stock of my life, momentous dates, you know, like when you turn 20, 30, 40, 50 or 60, but now I seem to think about it more. Maybe it’s because I’m in a wheelchair and I have a little time on my hands to think. I’m just gonna give you a quick run down on life so far:

Basically, I was born in Minnesota. Moved to Yale where Dad went to school, in Connecticut. Then we lived on Grand Street in Soho. Then in Brooklyn Heights, 68 Montague Street. and then in a big old run down house across the river from West Point Military Academy. Then I went to RIT where I got a diploma in bachelor of fine arts and an associates in science. Oh yeah and I ran across the country and got in the Guinness Book of World Records. Then, I moved to New York City and worked for a famous fashion photographer. Then I got married and moved to Australia where I lived for 12 years. Then I moved back to New York. My marriage was over so I moved to Paris. I lived in Paris for 3 years, then moved back to New York City where I worked a lot. I then got remarried, built a house on the shore of Montauk, had a great kid, then had this stupid brain bleed, then I got sued for divorce. Now I’m here with my smelly dog in a little stone house by the road. Anyway, that’s life so far. Now I’ve got to figure out how to live life with a traumatic brain injury.

Actually, I’ve learned a lot about how to live with my condition. I learned you should definitely not change the way you live. For example, I have a kid and I just worked at trying to get better and thought I could pick up where I left off. But I think you should stay with your kid, and that in itself would be therapy. But you should definitely keep working at having a normal life. Don’t use your brain injury as an excuse not to do things. It’s definitely tough doing things. You’ll definitely need help, but don’t not do things. In other words, to keep it simple, don’t sit on your ass and watch TV waiting for things to get better, because they won’t get any better unless you work at it. Anyway, that’s my philosophical thought for the day.

Love and miss you guys.

Oh yeah, check out the photo of the shoe I did when I was twelve. Pretty good huh? Anyway, love B. Nice