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: Self-help
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
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
Childhood’s End
One constant in everyone’s life is, at some point, we will be told to mature. Whether it be 1st Corinthians (when I became a man, I gave up childish ways), the Desiderata (Take kindly the council of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth) or your significant other (Aren’t you ever going to GROW… Continue reading Childhood’s End
Every Little Thing You Do Is Magic…
I do a sudoku puzzle every morning. Pretty much justifies why I have a subscription to the local newspaper down here. That and the crime report. It’s a fine little newspaper, all 14 pages of it. I’ll never confuse it with The New York Times, but then again there’s a reason the island I live… Continue reading Every Little Thing You Do Is Magic…
Excess in Moderation
I am usually very hard on myself. My-own-worst-critic type of thing. Part of it stems from wanting to be always be better, that there is always room for improvement. I fully subscribe to the Socratic belief that an unexamined life is not worth living. What good is any of it if one is not to… Continue reading Excess in Moderation
Always Learning, Always Growing
I don’t keep a lot of stuff. Probably because I’ve moved so much over the years, an activity made monumentally easier by not own too much. One exception, though, is that I don’t think I’ve ever thrown out a notebook. At least not one that I know has some of my creative writing in it;… Continue reading Always Learning, Always Growing
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