I’m a Person, Not a Zip Car: Thoughts on Commitment
By fearing that you’re missing the something better, you’ll miss the something good that’s just right where you are! Or in the words of that committed polyamorous trio, Crosby, Stills, and Nash: Love the one(s) you’re with.
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Facebook For Losers
I’m talking of course about the punk rock social network called Facebook. Facebook — and its social media lessers — necessitates a lot of comparison. It’s too easy to look at your “Friends” drinking green smoothies and going for hikes and publishing movies on Kickstarter and see them as hopelessly cooler than you are.
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An L.A. or New York or Minneapolis Story
I don’t like to admit it, but I’m a stranger in what should be my homeland. New York is my heritage. The bagels here taste like history; they are full of carbs and Lower East Side memories. The hot dogs and street food are salty and heavy, like the breath of my Great-Grandmother Ruth.
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Country Music And The Jews, Or At Least This One
My parents’ greatest disappointment is that I’ll never be the next Tammy Wynette.
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Roughing It
This was our first substantial vacation together. I’d just lost my job. It was late, I was hungry, I couldn’t read my emails, and the question, “Do you understand what we’re trying to do here?” suddenly had greater heft than he’d intended.
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