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Sometimes I have unusual dreams—as we all do—and they can stick with me in a creepy, nightmarish way. But other times, people tell me about their dreams that have me in them, and I enjoy those so much more. Here’s one a writer friend sent me last week. There’s something comic book-y about it...

I just got done spending a week or so traveling around with my kids and dad in the northwest. Along the way, my dad was reading a terrific book of collected essays by Paul Theroux (a prolific travel writer I’m sort of embarrassed to say I hadn’t heard of before). As we got accustomed...

So a while back my kids were asking about my old band days, and I mentioned that I was in a group called Ride the Mole out of Brooklyn back in the 90s. They asked me if I was kidding. I said no. Then yesterday my son sends me a text that he found...

My friend Rita and I were talking about different combinations of words the other day. I said that I’d love to use behest and bereft in a poem somehow. And then she threw in the word behemoth. Then I wrote this: At Big Bird’s behest A behemoth acts bereft Snuffleupagus And she shot back...

I’ve got this friend who keeps going on these cruises. He always calls them booze cruises. And now he’s telling me I should go on them too, that they’re really great. You should go on the booze cruise with us Man, these booze cruises are great You’d really like the booze cruise No. I...