Archive for March 2014
Wes Anderson loves yellow, orange and brown. I do not.
I am not a fan of Wes Anderson’s films. I suspect that it’s because I’m an auditory learner who remembers almost everything he hears but almost nothing he sees. My wife says that if she were placed in a lineup with other brunettes, I might have a difficult time picking her out. Not true, but…
Read MoreSpeak Up!
Tickets for our upcoming Speak Up storytelling show on March 29 at Real Art Ways in Hartford are now on sale through the Real Art Ways website. If you plan on coming to the show, please order your tickets soon as they will likely sell out well in advance of the show. The theme of…
Read MoreWorst lawyer commercial ever made
No, it’s not the best. Don’t even joke about it.
Read MoreThe possible closing of a school is hard enough already. Compassion and sensitivity should be the order of the day.
For the last four years, my daughter has been a student at Noah’s Ark, Temple Beth Israel’s daycare and nursery school. In that time, our family has come to respect and adore the teachers who have taken such great care of our child and taught her so much. Noah’s Ark was the place where my…
Read MoreClara’s deep thoughts while reading Neil Gaiman’s Instructions
Comments uttered in whispers: “I trust my story.” “I always betray my heart with my tongue.”
Read MorePressure is a privilege
Author Susan Schoenberger posted this quote to her Twitter feed: “Pressure is a privilege.” – Billie Jean King as heard on Fresh Air. I love this idea. It’s so true. Many of the things that I choose to do involve pressure. I stand before 21 students every day, knowing full well that I am responsible…
Read MoreCan’t imagine where she gets this.
My wife was trying to play a princess game with our daughter, Clara, but she was having a hard time following the script that Clara had already written in her head. Elysha: You’re a little controlling. Clara: Yeah, because I have such good ideas.
Read MoreMy daughter has an imaginary friend.
My daughter has an imaginary friend named Aubrey. She calls Aubrey her “pretend friend.” Needless to say this thrills me. Not only did I write a novel about an imaginary friend, but I had a long-term imaginary friend when I was a child, too. So far I have learned that Aubrey: Sleeps late and needs…
Read MoreWhen you care enough about the lady in your life to purchase an app and automate your expressions of affection
It’s really not a bad idea. I didn’t purchase it, but I understand why someone would.
Read MoreMy brand new, completely unrealistic, possibly supercilious goal that you should try, too.
I saw a middle-aged man yesterday wearing a pink shirt that didn’t quite cover his belly, a pair of yellow shorts, work boots without laces and no socks. I turned to comment on his appearance to my wife, but then I stopped myself. We have no right or reason to think less of a person…
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