Archive for January 2018
Women’s March 2018
I wasn’t able to attend this year’s Women’s March, which saddened me. Last year’s march was one of my highlights of 2017. It represented hope and possibility in a time when all seemed bleak. My kids loved the march and still talk about it today. Last year’s march was was also comeuppance for Trump on…
Read MoreAre my books a window into my soul?
Elysha met a person who read my first novel, Something Missing, and refuses to read any more of my books because after reading the first, she is worried that I’m a nefarious person. I wrote a novel about a burglar who breaks into home and only steals items that wouldn’t be noticed missing (and ultimately…
Read MoreWhen I launched my DJ career, it was ancient times
My partner and I started our DJ business 21 years ago on a whim. We had no experience and no equipment but thought we could make it work. Since 1997, we’ve performed at more than 400 weddings. I’ve also served as the minister at more than two dozen weddings, including the wedding of an ex-girlfriend. We’ve…
Read MoreI learned about “onset” this week
I learned something new this week: “Onset” is a word that signals the beginning of something, but it specifically signals the beginning of something unpleasant. Unpleasant only. I did not know this. For decades, I’ve been writing sentences like: “At the onset of my drive to New York City, Elysha handed me a picnic basket…
Read MorePickle smooch?
At the Olive Garden in West Hartford, CT there is a men’s restroom. Inside that men’s restroom, there is a framed photograph of a house and a tree. I’ll never understand restaurant restroom art. Why? Below that frame are two words, scribbled in pen. “Pickle smooch” Here’s what I want to know: What does this…
Read More48,762 is a completely unacceptable number
As an “inbox zero” guy (one who strives to keep his email’s inbox empty or as close to empty as possible), you can’t imagine how upsetting this particular phone is to me. It’s real, too. This iPhone belongs to someone I know. I took this photograph. Just knowing that this number exists in the world…
Read MoreMy kind of protest
My favorite things in the world are those that make me joyous while making the people who I despise sad or angry. This protest by multimedia artist Robin Bell, projected onto the facade of Trump Tower in Washington, DC on Saturday night, manages to hit this sweet spot perfectly. Added to my joy is the…
Read MoreDon’t be a jerk face, parents and teachers.
I say a big, fat yes to this. Slay the right dragons. This ain’t one of them.
Read MoreOne tweet. Four deliberate, purposeful lies.
This tweet got a little loss in the political firestorm of the last couple days, which is understandable. Not only did Trump disparage Haiti and refer to African countries as “shitholes,” but he managed this act of indecency on the eight year anniversary of the Haitian earthquake and on the cusp of Martin Luther King,…
Read MoreThese are the kinds of words that Americans yearn to hear
I’m a harsh critic when it comes to speeches and monologues. I often hear that a speech is “amazing” or “remarkable” or “inspiring,” only to be let down by something that fails to reach the level of the shouted superlatives. This is not the case. Anderson Cooper’s brief monologue in response to Trump’s disgusting, indecent,…
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