Ocean

A reader wrote that my post on the Oscars inspired her to have an Oscar party this year. One has to let go of one’s individual sensitivities...

As my afternoon went to coaching a group of law students in their moot court competition prep, I missed the chance to grab something for lun...

If you're one of those who has requested email updates of NYT film reviews, you will have gotten the following capsules of what this wee...

How old is my truck? It is so old that I need a key to open the door (though I never lock it--what for?), but I don’t need a key to start t...

The reason we love the Oscars (just bare with me, I realize not everyone loves the Oscars) is that in the end, they are unpredictable. Imagi...

The first time I was seriously considered for marriage was when I was 6 years old. My equally young Polish friend Janek announced, after a m...

If the NYTimes told you (through an editorial endorsement ) to vote for Kerry but you had been leaning toward Edwards, would you switch? No,...

For those who read the posts on trunks (yesterday), here is a reprint of the elusive New Yorker article, dated February 13, 1978. I had clip...

As a post scriptum to the post on trunks (below) let me say that I did proceed to dump the contents of my steamer on the basement floor. At ...

A reader chastised me for not linking to the CNN story on green polar bears in the Singapore zoo (sorry – the story ran for 4 hours then was...

I had a few minutes before class today and I used the time to leaf through the New Yorker (see post below) that came in the mail. I remember...

A sign of acute face-recognition paralysis (where you look at a face and you fail to recognize the person) is when you read an article about...

In today’s late afternoon seminar, I treat one of my favorite topics in comparative family law: domestic violence (parent to child and spous...

A reader and a friend (and an accomplished travel writer) is looking for editorial and writing assistance with an adventure guide on Rome an...

A couple of weeks ago Carole King was in town campaigning on behalf of Kerry. A friend (well, not a complete friend or she would have told m...

Empty house this evening leads me to turn on the evening news. Do I regret it? Indeed I do. The TV announcer talked of the celebratory “doug...

For once a thoughtful article appeared about a candidate’s spouse. Newsweek describes Ms Edwards as a once spunky law student, a knows-her-o...

Calling my mother in Berkeley from my office was a mistake. The thought was : I’m in between tasks, I can take 10 minutes to catch up and se...

My office neighbor is packing his files, furniture and toys and leaving (this week) for Seattle to pursue a job opportunity that he felt he ...

Driving to the airport yesterday I listened to WBBM radio which, at the time, was broadcasting ‘60 minutes.’ I heard the wonderful story of ...