No Thanks, Private Schools
In the upper-middle-class California suburban family of my youth, we applied to the universities we could afford, and went to the best one that sent an acceptance letter. It would never have occurred to me [...]
Snake Bitten
I found myself thinking about regret as I sat down to write this week. There are two sides to our thought process: logic and emotion. Some people use one more than the other but most [...]
I Love, Therefore I Am
Assuming that a scientific theory of everything could predict all, including when and how such a theory would be discovered, as well as when and how you’d be reading my website, one could argue that [...]
About Face
Los Angeles was and is a nonstop kaleidoscope of faces. I walk down Ocean and marvel at the elderly lady with bright orange hair and matching flame lipstick. After encountering this walking inferno, I contemplated [...]
I’ll Have a Salad
Something interesting happened here while I was was working late to put the finishing touches on some projects. As is often the case when I’m on deadline, I marked up a delivery menu with my [...]
DILF
From images of L’Enfant to the single dad coaching his child’s soccer team, there is something alluring about father and child, or what I like to fairly re-coin the DILF. That stands for Dad in [...]
Spring Is Breaking
Welcome, once again, to Spring Break. Bikinis, pennant races, whiskey ice cream and soul-crushing drunkenness. For a quick refresher on panting, call me. 🙂 It's a terrible week to be stuck in...
The Love Particle
We're getting closer to discovering the secrets of the universe, our minds, and our hearts. As we're all well aware, there was some very exciting news during this past summer about a scientific disco...
Counting Cupid
The right--and wrong--ways to express love on Valentine's Day. By the second week in February, it's been cold for too long. The boots flop around like day-old fish, and that sweater I've been...
Worth the Wade
I come from a family with a razor-sharp focus on food. My mother has a voracious appetite for cooking; my father, for eating. He fails at the stove and barely squeaks by at the barbecue [...]
Why You Can’t Commit (or Sometimes Hate Having Done So)
Kids believe in the tooth fairy, women believe in chocolate, and men believe in underwear models like me. It's this belief that causes many a man to fear being locked down because an elusive underwea...
Family Tree
Though less rooted than he was, I'm still my father's daughter. 25 years ago, on the first warm day of Spring, my father took my big sister and me into the yard behind our newly-built [...]
