She introduces you to people who grace the covers of magazines. The stars of pop culture suddenly become personally interesting (but so do anonymized guests at a chi-chi wellness spa, for instance). She gives you a front row seat, and her narration seems like the voice that's in your head, only smarter. People actually write about her writing, so you know she's on an out-of-this-world trajectory. And unlike most mystery women (link below), she is also heartbreakingly human and vulnerable. Likable, too.Read More
On July 30th, Buck's Rock Work Camp, a Connecticut sleepaway camp for the arts with a working animal and vegetable farm, is hosting a celebration of its 75th Anniversary. The reunion page has welcomed the submission of photographs from the many preceding decades. I seized the opportunity to hunt down old photographs from almost thirty years ago. The experience hit me more emotionally than I expected.Read More
I fell for an Internet scam last weekend. Our key could unlock our deadbolt to the front door, but slid only halfway into the bottom lock. We were locked out. So I tried to break into my house without breaking anything. Luckily, our house was very secure. I decided to call a locksmith. And that decision, made in the heat of anxiety, was a costly one.Read More
A friend of mine develops curricula for a big company. He presented one such template for success and his bosses went crazy for it. The irony, he told me, was that he presented the very same curriculum two years before and the response was "meh." I have noticed this phenomenon throughout my personal and professional life. People need to be cognitively and--more important--emotionally available to explosive new ideas before embracing them. And the fastest way to make people embrace disruptive concepts is to make those concepts an actuality.Read More
The iPhone arrived 10 years ago today. At the time, I was unimpressed. I had a smart phone in my pocket, a Palm Treo with a keyboard and stylus. I had resented Apple earlier in the 2000s for linking hardware with software (iTunes) in a manner I found to be monopolistic and fraudulent (customers thought they owned MP3s when they had actually licensed AACs). I even wrote a law school paper on the anti-competitive nature of the new Apple technology.Read More
Facebook has announced its intention to boost its Groups feature, and has committed itself to a mission of building community. I have loved Facebook Groups, as they have allowed me to meet and better know people all over the world. But part of me is ambivalent.Read More
Leading up to this past weekend, I had been seeing life in patterns. In the abstract. I like to structure my days through Google Calendar, which defaults for me on the desktop to a big 16x9 rectangle, filled with squares. When I reduce the calendar to a week, it becomes an elongated rectangle, and when I want to look at a given day, it becomes one long vertical scrollable rectangle. Throughout, I fill up two dimensional "blocks" with scheduled time, for personal errands, professional commitments, and opportunities for spontaneity.Read More
I woke up at 3 am and could not fall back asleep. I tried to read, but that didn't make me sleepier. I had a lot on my mind. I thought about my oldest finishing 4th grade. You get nostalgic when you can't fall asleep at 3 in the morning. When I was in 4th grade, we moved to a new neighborhood (the one I'm in now) and I would have gone to middle school in 5th grade if we had stayed.
In my reverie of those years, I remindeRead More
Go is an ancient Chinese board game that has become the national game of Japan. In the 1980s, I read an article that declared that Go, the oldest game in the world (4000 years!), was the reason Japanese businesses were beating American businesses. My father had an old Go set, and I learned how to play. At the Half Hollow Hills Melville library, a local Go evangelist by the name of Milton N. Bradley hosted an ad hoc Go club, and I bought his ring-bound mimeographed book "Go For Beginners." I never became very good, but I could see why people had attributed almost mystical traits to the strategy game.Read More
The "Golden Rule" is one of the cornerstones of almost every society. It is evident in the concepts of Karma and Dharma, and even secular humanism and existentialism. It was most famously preached tenderly by Jesus as "Love thy neighbor as thyself," as a derivation of the Hebrew Bible's directive in Leviticus. And who can forget Jesus's contemporary Hillel the Elder who flipped the Rule on its head by stating: "That which is hateful to you, do not do to another. The rest is commentary."Read More
To celebrate the release of Michael Prywes, Esq.'s bestselling entrepreneurship book "The Gasp: How To Seize That A-Ha! Moment and Turn It Into a Winning Business," Prywes, PC is hosting a raffle of the "20 Books Every Creative Entrepreneur Should Read" PLUS a signed version of "The Gasp!"Read More
I've mentioned before that I did not initially vote for Michael Bloomberg for mayor. But he ended up being one of my favorite politicians, despite the fact that he lacked in charisma. I enjoyed it when he said he had smoked marijuana and he liked it, too! But one story stood out for me: when services were cut by New York's government, he would find a way for his charity to donate to those very same services. This inclination towards philanthropy made me a permanent fan.Read More
My youngest son has come up with a phenomenal idea for a children's book, and I hope nobody beats him to the execution of the idea. He wants to write a fiction book about a boy who brings a woolly mammoth to life and keeps it as a pet. The book would also contain actual facts about the woolly mammoth.
I informed him that he was in luck; just last week, Harvard scientists (I knew that the fact that they were from Harvard would grab his attention; he heard last year that it was the oldest and the best and most important in the U.S., and therefore wants to attend one day) announced that woolly mammoths would be brought back to life by splicing DNA from the extinct mammoth with elephant genes. He was so excited--maybe the woolly mammoth would become his new favorite animal, even more than the panda. He wanted to know so much about DNA.
We discussed how DNA are the building blocks of life, that, under a microscope, they are shaped as a double-helix, which I tried to describe to him as looking like a twisting ribbon. I told him how DNA could be found at the root of a single hair, with a swab of the inner cheek, or by scraping a piece of skin. And that DNA is like the code to a computer program. As I discussed this with him, it reminded me how awesome--in the literal sense of the word--it is that something so microscopic could be linked to something so complex and vibrant. DNA makes us more than matter. Again, in the literal sense.
Today, we went to the Museum of Natural History. We stood before the life-sized replica of the woolly mammoth, of course, but also before impressions of trilobites, small arthropods that lived for 300 million years on earth--more than twice as long as the dinosaurs--but are now extinct. And in the Rose Space Center, we learned that the universe is thought to be 14 billion years old, that we see stars that died out billions of years ago as they were so long before the arrival of humans, let alone human comprehension. And we learned how scientists managed to decode so much of the vastness of space and time.
And after our feet hurt, and our brains were tired, we headed to the museum gift shop, and pretended that our pressing matters mattered.
We watched George Miller's "Babe" as a family. The same George Miller behind "Mad Max;" this was no dystopia--it was not "Animal Farm" and it was not "Charlotte's Web." But it was rich in allegory and it was not simply cute.Read More
Every weekday morning, I drive my kids to school. I often see an officer in a patrol car parked in the fire station parking lot. I never see the car pull someone over. I've been thinking about what that officer is doing.Read More
For the first time in decades, I went to synagogue two Friday nights in a row. The first time was because my oldest son's class was leading the service. Afterwards, there was a delicious oneg (dessert), and good conversation. My son enjoyed himself (surprisingly), and I felt transported to warmer times in my younger life.Read More
The times I have been most afraid have been when I have been deprived of control. I wouldn't say I'm a control freak, but I would say that I don't like flying or sitting in the back seat of a car driving along a cliff, for instance, because I am not in control of my situation. Same with a tram up a mountain. Or an elevator up a skyscraper. And I don't think I'm scared of dying as much as falling.Read More
Last year, I discovered loafers. I bought a snazzy pair of Calvin Klein black leather loafers with a shiny buckle across the top for $40. As I raced out the door this morning, I paused and thought, "Wow! Where have these been all my life?"Read More
There are people who inspire me each day, and they are often so different from each other. I love those differences. But there is a type of person who is so rare that I have to give credit where credit is due. There are some people who see the beauty in every person they meet. Often, it's physical beauty where most people see only plain. Sometimes, it's beauty that is hard for others to see in a given action or expression of emotion.Read More
We watched "Ballet 422" tonight; it's relatively short--70 minutes--and it's minimalist. It provoked a lot of reflection. The film follows a 25 year old wunderkind choreographer-dancer Justin Peck as he stoically works with all of the talented artists and craftspeople to create a new ballet piece for the New York City Ballet at Lincoln Center. He was just a kid!Read More