A famous writer and I agree on the worst part of sleep
Someone on Twitter sent me this poem: "Sleep. Those little slices of Death. How I loathe them." I read these three lines and thought, "Yes! I'm not alone! See? Someone…
Someone on Twitter sent me this poem: "Sleep. Those little slices of Death. How I loathe them." I read these three lines and thought, "Yes! I'm not alone! See? Someone…
My daughter had to vote for her "favorite groovy expression" from the list below. She read through the choices. We explained what each expression meant. Then she refused to pick.…
Somehow a discussion about how the transporters work on Star Trek had me in an existential panic.Granted, this is easier to accomplish with me than most people, but still. This…
I was speaking to a friend about the college application process her daughter recently went through, who I taught years ago. Her words: "It wasn't so bad. Not a big…
The 1970s may have been bathed in secondhand smoke and disco, and the decade's dominant political figure may have been Richard Nixon, but people didn't speak about hummus as if…
Charlie has learned to take video selfies — if that is a thing. What he chose to discuss on these videos has guaranteed him future access to our phones, at…
When someone becomes overly insistent and aggressive about the truth behind their deeply held religious beliefs, I like to remind them that their beliefs are almost certainly predicated on geography.…
I have heard a few things more enlightening and moving than this. I think everyone should spend 20 minutes listening to this — children especially. Please listen and share with…
My three-year-old son: "I slept so long last night, Daddy, and I didn't die." Apparently, Charlie and I share exactly the same fear as we lie down each night. Poor…
My first-grade daughter: "I love Charlie, even when he drives me up the wall." She paused. Smiled. Then continued. "By the way, 'drives me up the wall' is an idiom.…