The phone rang at 12:38 pm. I don’t usually answer calls unless the number is already in my phone. But this number looked suspiciously familiar. Like maybe it was a few digits off from the number for my son’s school. And that could only mean one thing. I answered. “Hello,…
About the Bubble
Many years ago – I want to say it was around 2001 or 2002 – I went to see Jon Stewart perform. It was a stand-up show, I guess, even though it was held in an outdoor amphitheater instead of a smoky club. Stewart had been hosting The Daily Show…
42: The year of finishing things
Happy birthday to me! As you may or may not know, I have an occasional habit of assigning a theme to each year of my life. The last time I did this was when I turned 40. I dubbed that twelve month period, beginning on November 27, 2015 and ending…
A Sense of Time Speeding
Yesterday was Thanksgiving in the United States and it boggles my mind. What happened to 2017? What happened to, I don’t know, the last ten years? Or twenty? Where did they go? As I approach another birthday (on Monday, if you’d like to know!) I’m noticing a sense of time…
On Living a Life of Freedom (and Pajama Pants)
Confession: I once read the first 50 pages of a Wayne Dyer book. Depending on your self-help orientation, you may interpret my confession in one of two ways: You only read the first 50 pages? Of one book? You’re a terrible person. You read 50 whole pages? My god, how?…