Tonight, I watched the HBO special "Talking Funny." I felt like I was eavesdropping on the after-work conversation between Jerry Seinfeld, Chris Rock, Louis C.K. and Ricky Gervais. The first thing that struck me is the fact that all four of these guys seemed to be a little uneasy with themselves, almost self-conscious about the... Continue Reading →
Resistance Is Futile
I'm starting a list of the things I resist, So that I might find a new point of view. One that no longer causes me bother, My one-sided feelings askew. I want to see how free it would be To give up what I think I must fight. When raising my arms, or my voice... Continue Reading →
Can I Handle the Seasons of My Life?
I had the pleasure of hearing Stevie Nicks rehearse a performance of "Landslide" this evening. This song has always been a favorite of mine, but the older I get, the more meaningful it has become. On the live version of the song, before she begins she dedicates it to her father. You can hear the... Continue Reading →
There’s Nothing to Fear Except Yourself
Why don't things work out the way I want them to? When does life get fun again? Am I good mother/father/brother/daughter/girlfriend/boss? Is this all there is...the gradual decline...and my inevitable death? How many times a day do you have a fearful thought or worry about something you have no control over? My guess is more than... Continue Reading →
Let It Bespoken 