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After yesterday’s blog about Alice Pyne, my friend Lydia Emmet Winkeller, (I had to write her name out as I always misspell it) wrote me and asked me how to become a donor. Then my friend Phyllis wrote in and asked and it kept coming up all day. So…..

~ HOW TO BE A BONE MARROW DONOR

16 January 2013 · Comments

We were actually supposed to go home today but could not get on a flight. We weren’t scheduled and bumped; we never got on a flight, so in fact we are always scheduled to go home on the 8th. To be honest with you today is the eighth. I’m writing this from the plane, but in the spirit of travel diary order I was pretending to write this yesterday or this morning, which would have been impossible as our morning started at three am when they brought in the coffee so we could be up and out of the hotel by four, in order to catch a six-forty five direct flight to Detroit.

~ BEIJING FINAL DAY OF TRIP

9 January 2013 · Comments

It’s very hard to sit down and say anything new or insightful about the horrendous tragedy and fall-out that took place Friday in Newton, CT. One keeps hearing “my heart goes out to them,” the families who lost their children while they assumed they were safe in the confines of their schoolroom. But what does that really mean?

~ WHAT TO SAY?

16 December 2012 · Comments

I don’t know about anybody else but I find it impossible to believe this year is over. It sounds like a cliche but where did it go? I have been so involved in my own world, my work, running all around, helping my mom, and just getting through the days I feel I have dropped the ball on many of my friendships. I have this revolving list of people I keep telling “we have to have lunch.” But the invitation gets left dangling in cyberspace or the street corner where I last saw them.

~ HOLIDAY GIFT #4 - THE GIFT OF FRIENDSHIP

9 December 2012 · Comments

OK, so I may lose some people on this one and then on the other hand I feel this is a little gift to all my loyal, male, hetrosexual readers who have put up with endless purse and fashion postings this year. OK, so I may lose some people on this one and then on the other hand I feel this is a little gift to all my loyal, male, hetrosexual readers who have put up with endless purse and fashion postings this year.

~ HOLIDAY GIFT IDEA #3 - The Gift Of Sex

5 December 2012 · Comments

I probably should have posted this yesterday but in the event any of you are waking up today with a kitchen full of ingredients and perhaps wanting some new recipes or you are changing your menu mind in the eleventh hour, I offer you some ideas.

~ LAST MINUTE THANKSGIVING IDEAS

21 November 2012 · Comments

That was not the title of the dialogue that took place between filmmakers Mike Nichols and Judd Apatow at The Museum Of Modern Art last night. But it was what this writer took away. The event was ostensibly a chance for the veteran, iconic director to sit down with the younger, less seasoned, albeit highly successful one to discuss film making, process and Mr. Apatow’s new film “This is 40.”

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MIKE NICHOLS AND JUDD APPATOW – METAPHOR MATTERS

#MikeNichols # Film # JuddApatow # The Graduate

13 November 2012 · Comments

67-7375 that was my childhood phone number: 229-5854 the phone number I had when Glenn and I got our first apartment, and then of course all those phone numbers in between. Years and years, yards and yards of the phone numbers belonging to friends, lovers, agents, restaurants, stores, dry cleaners all stored tightly in the “Contact’s” file of my brain.

~ THE LOST ART OF REMEMBERING PHONE NUMBERS

11 November 2012 · Comments

Life is still not back to normal. We are better off than most as we live about 39th Street, but the kids are still not in school. Taylor finally went back today. Our office still has not power, so we, especially Glenn can’t go to work, which means I’m getting a taste of retirement will feel like. You can’t really go anywhere you can’t walk as the transportation isn’t up and running.

~ AND NEW YORK GOES ON - SORT OF

1 November 2012 · Comments

No question from where we are outside of the crane it did not feel like a big storm. But the devastation and destruction to the city and individuals is staggering. I have two girls sleeping in the house now, one evacuated, the other the daughter of my dear friend Margaret who arrived tonight having lost all power and water and whose family is far away in Italy.

~ I CALLED THAT ONE WRONG

30 October 2012 · Comments

About Me

I'm a writer and a filmmaker, a blogger and a thinker. Sounds like a bad song.
I take really bad photos. My daughter takes really good ones.
But I will post one of my mediocre photos each day, with a thought that hopefully makes up for them. Maybe they will give you insight, maybe a laugh, maybe you will never return to the site. Time will tell.

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