September 2011

 

    Or you can watch her in action.   Or you can read her words in plain text: There is nobody in this country who got rich on his own. Nobody. You built a factory out there? Good for you. But I want to be clear: you moved your goods to market on the [...]

I’ve never been to me*

This post is inspired by The Bloggess' latest post I have no fucking idea what I am doing which has inspired 500 (and counting) comments so far, including the three comments I've left there... *cough cough* yes, I am a comment hog...  I have been grappling with this question: Who am I? since high school, and [...]

Fall

Pumpkin spice latte is back! I am not ashamed to admit that every year I look forward to the arrival of fall because of this. You have heard this a million and one times, I am sure. But fall really is my favorite season. Despite the annoying process of reorganizing my clothes and shoes according [...]

My favorite album of all time is A Night at the Opera by Queen. On some days I would simply listen to the whole album over and over again when I am driving. Volume turned way high. Windows down. (And yes, it helps me imagine myself as a badass. Why?) On some nights, I prowl through [...]

Remember to say I Love You

This is an updated post from two years ago. I am bringing it up because 1) I had only one reader at that time, 2) StoryCorps recently posted an animated video to accompany a father's recollection of 911 that I think everybody should listen to... So here it is... One thing about being a parent [...]

Remembering

It's always a bitter sweet experience now when flying into New York City. I catch my breath as Manhattan comes into view, New York!  New York! I sing to my self, but immediately recognize the void and the memories from ten years ago come flashing back. Filmmaker Dan Meth compiled all (or at least most) of the cameos [...]

Raised by My Child

  “All children alarm their parents, if only because you are forever expecting to encounter yourself.”   -- Gore Vidal   This is going to make me sound like an awful mother, ok, more than usual. I know many of you who are kind enough to read my blog on a regular basis adore my precocious youngest child. [...]