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Socrates was a cool dude. He inspired Plato, had some revolutionary ideas about how to relate to each other and felt the best way to spend one’s time was to “discuss philosophy” and write. Never one...
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In January 1983, the halls of my high school were abuzz about our upcoming formal dance, The Winter Ball. We were excited – booking limos, asking older siblings to buy us rum and going to Macy’s...
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A few days ago, I was the lowest I’d ever been. The themes were the same: crushing financial woes, no work, writer’s block and a palpable, physical, loneliness. I awoke that morning with all my usual...
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PROLOGUEThe theater is dark and packed. Outside it’s a hot and cloudy afternoon in New York City but inside, dawn is about to break over the English countryside.
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A few weeks ago, America was subjected to another beauty pageant. I’m not sure what these events are supposed to be about but to me they’re just a clarion call that summer has arrived and, like hot...
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Each year, from November to June, the Amazon River floods. In some places, the distance between the banks increases from one mile to twenty-five miles as the water rises thirty feet or more. This...
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One Friday afternoon last month, I was on the way to pick Dash up from school when I stopped at the ATM and discovered my account was overdrawn $700. This was definitely some shoddy, Brokedown Palace...
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So, I have lots to talk about and will share what’s been happening later in the week but for today I wanted to re-print (with permission) a gem I found in Dash’s backpack.
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Growing up, my home life had two speeds: Busby Berkeley musical and slasher film. By the time I was a teen-ager I spent the majority of my time in search of a more consistent genre (and sometimes...
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Due to a virulent strain of writer’s block, I haven’t been writing. I’m long overdue for a post and I tried – I really did – but all the words went ass over teacup and...
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In 1972, my mother, having had more than enough of both my father and her bra, announced that she, Slim and I would be moving away from the creature comforts of New York City and into the wilds of...
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I went into 2011 as excited as anyone could be. As we all know by now, I am a fan of thresholds and fresh starts and couldn’t wait to leave behind the ball buster of 2010 and embark, all shiny...
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Here’s what I didn’t know on December 31, 2009 at 11:59 pm:
That I would drop 50 pounds.That I would love working out.That I would write a blog.That my relationship with Peter would get...
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About a year ago, I was at the supermarket waiting to pay for my groceries and noticed the woman standing in front of me. It was hard not to. She was stunningly, jaw-droppingly beautiful and all she...
