I bought a lottery ticket a few months ago. It was foolish of me. Playing the lottery strikes me as a waste of time. It represents an investment on...
I am fascinated with memes. The insistence with which they descend on me through an assortment of technological devices is overwhelming. I do my...
I’m reading the news, or I’m stuck in traffic, or my kid is late coming home from a party. There it is again — that familiar tight coil of nervous...
These days, I find myself dreading each new(s) day. Every morning, I have to steel myself to open the next door of the Advent calendar from hell .....
We’re in it now, folks. These are the dog days. Week after week of hot, muggy afternoons and airless, humid nights. I was not built for this kind...
‘Life’s but a walking shadow,” Macbeth says in his most famous soliloquy, “a poor player / That struts and frets his hour upon the stage / And then...
Don’t trust anyone over 30.If you’re over 30 yourself (and then some), you might know the origin of this saying. Jack Weinberg, a lefty Berkeley...
Recently, a nice person asked me what I have learned from my tenure in public service. I usually have a pithy self-deprecating response to those...
This time of year, I tend to say “no” to everything fun or extracurricular. But during the winter, I feel more ambitious and put things on the...
I watch my father as he sits alone in a large room full of people. For long minutes, he stares into nothingness. This from a man who was always...
I admit it: I’m a stalker. Not the super-creepy sort, but the kind we all are these days, sifting through the photos of our Facebook friends. For a...
The desire to alter our consciousness is embedded in almost all of us, I think. When we were kids, we would spin around until we were transported...