I’m too old to be on “So You Think You Can Dance”. The auditions are taking place at this very moment just blocks away from my Brooklyn apartment, at the Mark Morris Dance Studio. According to the official rules posted on line: contestants must be between the ages of 18 and 30. So close in [...]

The woman behind the counter of the snack bar at the bowling alley (where My Kid and I joined several other mothers and classmates of hers on this mid-week Veterans Day off) was the slowest counter person I have ever seen in my life. She was a cross between Carol Burnett’s Mrs. Wiggins and Tim [...]

From the Wikipedia entry on the topic of “Recession” and where I was at the time: According to economists,[39] since 1854, the U.S.A. has encountered 32 cycles of expansions and contractions, with an average of 17 months of contraction and 38 months of expansion. However, since 1980 there have been only eight periods of negative [...]

I didn’t leave the apartment yesterday until 2:30 when I went to pick up My Kid from school. My day is over before everyone at the office has even returned from lunch. As is my wont, I told myself I was going to go to the gym, but first I would do a few things [...]

Today I went to rehearsal for this show My Kid and I are in, without my kid, because she had a classmate’s birthday all-girl-dance-party to attend. She will miss another rehearsal because she has a soccer game scheduled. (It’s OK because this is experimental theatre and the experiment is what will the kids do when [...]

That is the question of the current project I’m involved in. A call went put out for actors with children to work on a piece for the Six Figures Theatre Artists of Tomorrow Festival. I signed on with My Kid, even though she has no intention of performing. The director is pregnant and has a [...]

Do you want to be an actress, My Kid? Barely perceptible nod, “no”. Do you want to be a dancer, My Kid? Barely perceptible nod, “no”. Do you want to be an engineer? Big smile. Big nod to the affirmative.

I am so happy, so relieved, so hopeful. I cried. I have never felt this way about a president. One of our own. Much is being made of the color of his skin and that is an inspiring first. But this is a president of my generation. Someone who was a child in the 1970′s [...]

I was a nervous wreck all day. My Kid was home from school so I wasn’t able to hike around the city checking out the energy of the lines outside the polling places. I can go walkabout on my own, but My Kid requires a destination. Finally, around 6 pm I got her on the [...]