Our new Christmas tree ($7,000) sits in a corner of the den, listing 12 degrees starboard, as if whipped by a holiday storm.
Category: Parents
I Prefer Schulz to Shakespeare
I’m as simple as simple gets. I’ve always preferred Schulz to Shakespeare, sledding to sleigh rides.
Savor Every Moment
Funny how Americans set up a holiday defined by gifts, promote it with all sorts of gooey Proustian moments, then tear it down piece by piece.
I Miss AYSO
I’ve been taking White Fang to a nearby soccer field, where she sniffs the stinky scents left by the kids who play there on weekends and thinks -- momentarily at least -- how good they might taste on toast.
RIP, Parade Magazine
Did you hear that they no longer publish Parade Magazine, America’s greatest guilty pleasure since 1941? Feels like a bigger loss than it probably should.
Life is Nasty, Life is Great
My buddies boost me, understand me, inspire me, disappointment me. It’s like owning a Welsh rugby club.
Some Kids are Hurricanes
Call it Cupidity, a system of beliefs, kind of a pedagogy, that encourages kind gestures.
Where Does the Light Go?
Is L.A. the loneliest and most brutal of American cities? Kerouac thought so. What do you think?
Cheeseburgers in Paradise
Finding love in L.A. is like finding iridium in rocks, quite rare but it happens. Iridium comes to Earth in meteorites. So does love. Be careful is all I’m saying.
Bless the Beasts & the Children
For Halloween, my granddaughter dressed like Frida Kahlo, inspired by her own passion for Mexican Cubist painting. Or perhaps Catty Cakes just liked the pom-pon hat.