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Yesterday was our 38th anniversary. I wrote a poem called 38 Years a few years ago, the anniversary of when we first fell in love. But the p...

We saw “Recount” on HBO last night. A brilliant and well-researched script written by one of Ben’s friends from middle school, Danny Strong....

I’m 68 today. Amazing. I don’t think I look it, and I certainly don’t feel it. It just seems so strange to be this old in years and feel no ...

I know I said this blog wouldn't be political, but I just couldn't resist. Here's the email I just sent to the author of the pie...

I sometimes look at all the cars heading west on Manhattan Beach Boulevard and wonder where they are all going. Surely our small suburban to...

It's been a while since I've posted a poem. Here's one I wrote a while ago. But don't get the wrong idea. My guy still looks...

I’d love more days like the one free day I had in New York. I loved being all by myself, walking block after block, looking in the windows o...