In our family, the game of dodgeball has become a kind of moral and ethical template by which we judge people’s character.
It all started with my nephew Collin at a family dinner. We were grilling him about a kid his age, ...
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Last Sunday I was reading the Woman’s Sports Pages in the New York Times. For the uninitiated, that’s the wedding section; the part where a happy duo smiles blithely and innocently from their cropped photo on the page.
Did I really just see that on the news? Really? A clump of what they believe is Elvis's hair went on the auction blocked and fetched something with multiple zeroes after it? The picture on the news made me reel back in horror. It was a black, snarled tangle of hair, supposedly shaved off when Elvis famously joined the Army around the time of the ...
Well, it happens to all of us. I have writer's block and its OK. I simply don't feel like writing and all of my fall/halloween/ work duties are overwhelming me. In fact, I don't feel so hot. Could it be swine flu? Please Lord, no. So I'm going to crawl under the covers right now and fend it off. I have a son coming home form college today and I ...
It was a summer of interruption. “Summerus Interruptus,” I called it and I can’t remember another summer like it. Maybe its because there are four kids and two dogs and every time someone walks by our lawn the dogs bark, as if to defend their turf.