Ant & Fox do the Dog & Pony

May 10, 2013

It had been the best and worst of times from conception through developmental readiness for preschool, and now Nell and Sam had a screaming child in the carseat of the Volvo as they sat in stagnant traffic on Lincoln.  In Brett Ellis’ day people were afraid to merge, but now they were back to the […]

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Farewell Roger Ebert

April 4, 2013

It was Christmas Eve of 1977 and the phone rang many times, but I didn’t hang up.  I was calling the Chicago Sun Times and I’d asked to speak to Roger Ebert and had been connected to some phone that I pictured ringing in a classic newsroom.  And then a voice. In the background a […]

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Love That Makes Us Crawl

March 13, 2013

The blogosphere is a sort of collective water-cooler where we come out of our cubicles for a minute and talk about whatever.  So, did you see the most recent episode of Girls? “On All Fours” made me feel sick.  It took me a night of dreaming to realize a little more.  Freud, who was at […]

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Wolf Pascoe’s “Breathing For Two”

February 23, 2013

My first panic attack struck when I was fifteen.  It was March and my father had taken my brother and I out of school to accompany him on a business trip with my mom to London.  No school, The Grosvenor House, going with just my brother to the newly opened Hard Rock Café, a driver […]

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Remains of the Night

February 14, 2013

Happy Valentine’s Day, 2013. Today I feel loathe to offer opinion, yet am struck by several observations around the theme of ash. In Dresden there are clashes between those who commemorate the firebombing of that city during WWII in a context of the dark forces that provoked the annihilation in the first place and those […]

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May I recommend a Book?

January 19, 2013

Books are like people, they need friends, they need to be loved, and by loved I mean understood, interacted with, allowed to inspire and to move and to raise questions.  Books are not at all the same as authors any more than children are the same as parents; books are related to authors, they come […]

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Honoring my Father

December 21, 2012

When I heard the muffled sound of the garage door rising I would drop my blocks and my Legos and run for the door, shouting “Daddy!” as I leapt into my father’s arms, taking in the smell of snow and faded cologne. We had a ritual, my father and I, and as he washed up […]

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Blur: There Goes the Son. It’s All Right.

September 22, 2012

“Maybe we shouldn’t have gone to Italy,” said Andy.  I was in a sour mood on our evening Agnes walk, a pile of bills, tuition payments, penalty-laden property taxes and other such signifiers of a certain sort of “reality” vexing me from their wicked scatter on the kitchen island, and just down the way an […]

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Goin’ Fishin’

June 21, 2012

As we near the summer solstice, and I prepare to take a little break from blogging, my mind drifts back to turning twenty in Rome.  I could barely afford a bottle of Asti Spumante, but when the cork flew out past open double shutters of some cheap pension and into the soft inky night of […]

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Commencement Begins Again

June 13, 2012

Morning found me weeping on the floor Oh, how Much I feel as My Nate-Nate rises to walk, and say Yes to the world Andy walks with Helen, then off to greet Tiki Nate sleeps still with friends Death Informs my watery lungs And yet God (or whatever you call Great Source) Reveals Eternal Love […]

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