It’s nearly 6 months since my last post. Apparently I did not become the prolific writer I envisioned at the beginning of quarantine. Let’s be honest, none of what any of us envisioned at the beginning of quarantine is relevant now. My last post was a view from a peak that was occupied painfully briefly. …
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oh hey, I’m back!
September 2019. The last time I posted here. My uber critical inner voice slapped me around for a minute when I saw that. I knew it had been too long but geez. And then I remembered what I’ve done between then and now. New Orleans. Paris. London. Oh, and a cruise to Mexico which now …
Capitalism, Need, and the Property Brothers
September 6, 2019 I read a heartbreaking story this week about a man found dead on a West LA street. A 51-year old man died on the sidewalk. Blocks from where he died, some of the most powerful lawyers, financiers, real estate developers in the country go to work every day. The premier public institution …
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why are men such pigs?
September 5, 2019 Why are men such pigs? Anyone who knows me knows that I have the very best male partner anyone could ask for. So I know it’s not all men. But seriously, it’s way too many. I started playing Words with Friends in order to play with a good friend whose Scrabble skills …
My rut
September 4, 2019 I am in such a rut. In the last week I’ve started no fewer than a dozen posts, none of which have seen the light of day. Er, blog. Do you ever have those times when there is so much swirling in your brain that to finish a sentence is a triumph? …
Gato and the Temple
August 25, 2019 Alec and I placed a spoonful of Gato’s ashes in a velvet pouch, put it in a small box and wrapped it in one of the last photos of him before he died, printed on our low-end black and white printer. In the photo, he’s lying on top of Alec during one …
Escape
August 24, 2019 Explosions rocked the small house where the young mother sat reading to her babies. She quickly moved her children away from the window, devastated that the brief few hours of peace were over. She turned back to the story, her son’s favorite, about the turtle and the iguana, just as the gunfire …
moneymoneymoney
August 22, 2019 Money makes the world go ’round. Every day I’m hustlin. Money; that’s what I want. Have you ever done a Google search for songs about money? It’s endless. You’d probably only find more titles about love. We are taught about the need for money from birth. or pretty close to it. We’re …
First steps
August 21, 2019 Let’s get started. I stare at this mass of open space and my brain caroms between urgent subject matter: do I write about trump? Immigration? Climate change? Racism? Economic inequity? The failure of capitalism? Art? Theatre? Love? Life? My cats? Heavy sigh. The answer is yes. I do. I will. If you …
what do we want?
This past June, I left Walt Disney Animation Studios after almost 11 years. Most of that time was pretty great, even (maybe more like especially) when we weren’t “succeeding”. I joined the company just before the release of Bolt, which was a huge disappointment theatrically. I’ll never forget the Monday after opening weekend, when it …
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