Or something like that. I had some time to think while I was tackling this irritating mini-challenge, and extracted a couple of life lessons in the process. Also, I got to use the phrase “human bleeding hemorrhoid,” always a bonus. Check it out.
This May marks my 99th month of keeping a daily journal electronically. Before this, and ever since I graduated from college, I used notebooks for this purpose (college ruled, five subject, I’d tear out the dividers). There are boxes upon boxes of these in my uncle’s shed upstate. Someday, I’ll need to revisit them and… Continue reading On Journals and Being a Moron
I saw Selma last night, and have been reflecting on an early scene, in which a white clerk refuses to allow a black woman to register to vote. (As an aside: Oprah plays the woman, and it’s always hard for me to suspend my disbelief when she’s on the screen, even though I think she’s… Continue reading On Weak Men
It’s funny, I live about five minutes from Manhattan’s Chinatown but I never go there just to walk around. I’ll go to China, sure. And I’ll go out of my way to walk in a Chinatown in another city, but the one that’s right next door? Eh. I’m tempted to make some point about being… Continue reading A Walk in San Francisco’s Chinatown
Here’s when I’ll distribute my wit, wisdom and chocolate via Gotham Writers’ Workshop this Spring: April 5th: How to Blog – in NYC, one-day intensive. April 9th: Creative Writing 101 – in NYC, part of Gotham’s open house. This a one-hour class, which I describe using everyone’s favorite word, free. April 16th: How to Blog… Continue reading Spring 2014 Teaching Schedule
In Hebrew, the word “smile” literally translates to the poetic phrase “the daughter of laughter,” according to an article I was reading in an academic journal today. The first comedian referenced in the article is Woody Allen, which made my own smile fade into a raised eyebrow. It’s striking how the news can change the… Continue reading Woody Allen on Humor: Exhibitionism, Narcissism, Aggression
Here’s how I define “interesting”: an experience that leads me to ask (and seek to answer) compelling questions; causes me to plan follow-up experiences that would have never occurred to me otherwise; and (at least slightly) alters the course of my intellectual, creative or physical life. So, last Friday night was interesting. I went to… Continue reading Rats Giggle, The Importance of Play, and a Night at the Rubin