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A Well Run Life

Aug 30, 2016

I skip many comedies because they seem to be striving for the "most shocking" of crassness and volume. Too little use of language and subtlety for me.


Maybe if more comedians had giant eyes like Mr. Wilder, they'd rely less on their volume.


Years from now, when asked about the memories of the first movies that made...

Aug 2, 2016

I am pretty sure the grapefruit crime was victimless.

It is impossible for me to know if my Nana was just making a mundane task more interesting by placing me in the role of Law-Breaker or whether she really was grooming me as an earner in her own Cosa Nostra.

Aug 2, 2016

I just returned from an island.

One side was calm and the sea placid.

Almost too calm – as if the Pacific was just some big lake.

The other side churned.

The wind, relentless, pushed the sea around in dramatic fashion.

It was beautiful, exciting and dangerous.

The water smashed against rocks – not so unbreakable...

Aug 1, 2016

If you can name it, you change your relationship to it.

That is my father in a mask.

That’s a ledge – not a plank I will be forced to walk.

A dog bit me, but all dogs won’t bite me – I am just afraid from that old injury – not the cuddle bug at my feet.


When you can name the truth of the situation, you can...