“…I Don’t Want to Imagine a Life Bound in That Way…”
Months ago, I e-mailed a friend (let’s call him Earl) about who-remembers-what. Earl is also a writer, and in addition, works in photography, film, and music. He is waiting for his Big Break, which...
View ArticleEight Posts I Never Wrote
I’ve been something of a deadbeat blogger lately. I just don’t have the time…but that’s never a good excuse: Time isn’t something you have, it’s something you make. Yadda Yadda. In honor of Hanukah –...
View ArticleSome Like it Hot
I was born on the first day of Summer. My best childhood memories are from summer trips “down the ocean” in Maryland with my parents and brother, flying a kite on the breezy beach at sunset, full of...
View ArticleOn Tragedy…..and Triumph
The thing about tragedy is that, almost by definition, it completely takes us by surprise. Life has very few rules we all feel apply both personally and globally, but one of them is, or should be,...
View ArticleMemo to the Master of the Universe
M.O.T.U. – Hello, again. We all return Your original favor by imagining You in *our* own image, so I’d like to think You are the easy-to-talk-to type, and not One to demand formalities. I have the...
View ArticleSuburban Economics
The more I live, the more I see it’s true: There are no perfect choices, no life path that is completely right. More accurately, there are various costs, and various rewards, associated with certain...
View ArticleDaughters of Light
Pic by Y. Ruas Dear Extremist Haredi Zealot Neighbors, Hello. It’s been a true pleasure making your acquaintance during the last few days outside the Orot (Hebrew: Lights) Girls’ School in my hometown...
View ArticleWorld Enough and Time
Lets us pretend that I have not just dropped off the blogosphere for months and pick up where we left off. Old friends can do that. It is 2 hours one hour to Passover and it has been quite a year; I’m...
View ArticleWhat Would You Hand Down the Mountain? (WWYHDTM)
Variation on a post from 2009: I have always been a fan of the top ten list. I suppose it started with Casey Kasem’s American Top 40 (Look it up, Gen Millen), one of the cleverest marketing devices...
View ArticleLittle Boxes
When a heavy box of old junk that another has packed and stored badly *literally* falls out of the pre-fab suburban ceiling and breaks open on the ONE Day out of *hundreds* that YOU happen to be home,...
View ArticleDevelopment Town
Our house was purchased when I was twenty-two, and there are mortgage bankers in North Tel Aviv who must rejoice about this every morning at their granite sinks. Back then, most of my friends in this...
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