I forgot how much ambient light there is in New York City. Even on a quiet street in Queens, when I turned the light off last night to go to bed, the time it took for my eyes to adjust was almost nonexistent. I worried at first that it would be that much harder to… Continue reading Where you hang your hat
Tag: introspection
Casual professionalism
A friend of mine emailed me a link to a blog written by a writer from M*A*S*H. Now, this friend, like many of them, know I’m a huge fan of M*A*S*H and so he will forward me things that, to other people, would seem inconsequential, but he knows that I’m also a writer, and would… Continue reading Casual professionalism
Money well spent.
I didn’t know my grandfather very well, at least my maternal grandfather. He died when I was four, maybe? I only have a couple of fleeting memories of him, almost like snap shots. The one thing I remember most is kissing him goodbye on the cheek as we were getting ready to leave their house.… Continue reading Money well spent.
getting annoyed erroneously about “Argo”
I was at the beach today reading “Time” magazine. The current issue has a fall arts extravaganza about upcoming movies, books, TV shows, etc. I was flipping through it and came across their listing for Ben Affleck’s new directorial effort called “Argo”. This is based on a true story during the Iranian hostage crisis of… Continue reading getting annoyed erroneously about “Argo”
It’s easier than you think
It’s been a few weeks since my last blog. Ironically, I received a complimentary e-mail about the last one from an old family friend. It was certainly nice to read, if for no other reason than to confirm that people do actually read what I post, but it also had a disarming way of influencing… Continue reading It’s easier than you think
Murphy’s on the phone
When I was a kid, there was no choice about what kind of phone you had. It basically came with the house. Remember, I’m old, and this was back in the day when there was Ma Bell and that’s it. Our phone was screwed onto the wall right between the kitchen and the dining room.… Continue reading Murphy’s on the phone
Dragonflies
I was playing golf a few days ago with my friend Tim. We play every couple of weeks, or at least try to. Sometimes it’s every week, sometimes it’s once a month. Basically it boils down to what our schedules look like and if we’re available at the same time. The thing about playing on… Continue reading Dragonflies
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