I have mixed feelings about Sundays. Sunday is supposed to be the day of rest. A peaceful little oasis between Saturday and Monday. Brunch. Coffee. Maybe a leisurely walk. Perhaps a bath. No urgency. And yet Sunday has somehow developed a sinister undercurrent. There is Sunday morning, when […]
You can learn a lot about humanity by listening to the conversations happening at a bar. For example, recently I found myself discussing whether aliens built the pyramids. Not whether aliens exist. No, apparently we had advanced beyond that. We were already assigning them construction contracts. And honestly, […]
There’s an old Chinese folktale about a man whose horse runs away. His neighbors come over to commiserate. Terrible luck. The man says, essentially, “Maybe.” Then the horse comes back with several wild horses. Amazing luck! The man says, “Maybe.” Then his son tries to ride one of […]
What are your favorite 5 apps on your phone? Is there such a thing as a favorite app? I suppose there is a difference between favorite and frequently used. Gmail and X are probably my most frequently used apps. Which doesn’t necessarily mean I love them. It may […]
A Picasso print was stolen years ago. Gone. Vanished. Goodbye, Picasso. Then suddenly, it reappeared hanging in a vacant Milwaukee apartment. Which raises several important psychological questions. First: Who hangs stolen art in an empty apartment? Second: How does a Picasso casually re-enter the storyline years later like […]
Apparently a woman went on a blind date and brought 23 family members with her. Twenty-three. At that point, it’s not a blind date. It’s a family reunion with one unsuspecting donor. The bill was $3,100. The man declined to pay and, honestly, I have questions but mostly […]
What’s the most annoying trope in books or movies? Gosh. I don’t know. There are so many contenders. But lately, after binge-watching an entirely unreasonable amount of BritBox, I’m noticing a pattern. The female detective who is slightly off. Odd. Socially uncomfortable. Probably lives alone. Sees patterns no […]
There is a Talking Heads song that has been living rent-free in my head lately. Once in a Lifetime. You know the one. You may not know the lyrics, but you know the feeling. You wake up one day and look around at your life and think: How […]
Every now and then I think about a rather inconvenient truth. Some of the people you are exhausting yourself trying to impress probably won’t be at your funeral. And I don’t mean that literally. Some will, perhaps. They’ll stand there, say something lovely, and tell everyone what a […]
There is a sunflower growing along my walking path to work in the Bronx. Not in a garden. Not in some carefully curated patch of soil. No. This sunflower has apparently decided that a tiny crack in the middle of a concrete sidewalk is an entirely reasonable place […]
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