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Find me HERE . Drive carefully. ******************************* We had a wine tasting party last week in honor of Cupcake's 12th birthday.  The guests were some of Cupcake's 12-year-old friends. Stop screaming.  Step awaaay from the phone.  Put down the rolling pin.  It wasn't a real wine tasting party, but it was almost exactly identical to a wine tasting, except that we didn't swirl stuff around in our mouths and spit it out. Wanna know why? Because it was a chocolate tasting party... Read Full Story

I'm always cold.  Always, ALWAYS A L W A Y S cold. Except in July, when I droop from the heat and humidity unless I'm at a movie or a grocery store or a mall in which case I'm shlepping a jacket and I look stupid because I'm carrying a farkatke jacket in brain damage weather because it's probably going to be freezing inside. I'm one of those people who begs restaurants to turn down (up?) the air conditioning because it's blowing right on me and I'm freezing and then I make them move my table... Read Full Story

Find me HERE . Drive carefully. ************************** Cupcake and I spent five days in New Orleans last week.  It's been a very long time since I graduated from Tulane Law School and I haven't been back since. My heart shattered along with so many others' after Hurricane Katrina and I've been pining to return so Cupcake and I went down the day after Christmas while her brother was visiting friends elsewhere.  Some observations: Drew ("Feel the" or "Cool" or "It's a") Brees is... Read Full Story

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I mentioned I was moving.  I've been considering this for a long time. One small reason is that WordPress offers more bells and whistles and I like that.  But there's a much more important reason. When I began blogging it was at the suggestion of my marketing coaches, who pointed out to me that blogging would be a good way to get my web site's name noticed without having to spend so much money wrestling with Google Adwords.  They designed this lovely blog for me to match the theme of my web... Read Full Story

This morning my daughter, Cupcake, and I caught some coverage of the commemoration of September 11, 2001. We saw flags being raised, names being read, bagpipes being blown, hymns being played, and many tears being shed. She asked lots of questions and I explained how so many people were killed, why so few were rescued from the collapsed buildings, how hijackers took over four planes, how some passengers managed to resist their captors, and how painstakingly the survivors attempted to recover... Read Full Story

You may dispute me.  You might maintain that the greatest dad is Warren Buffett, for teaching his kids to live on their own without inheriting his gazillions. Or maybe it's Barack Obama or George Bush, for enabling their daughters to grow up surrounded by rose gardens and the ghost of Abraham Lincoln. Perhaps you might argue for Will Smith, who finagles recording and movie deals for his kids despite their apparent lack of talent. Or possibly you think the best dad is Prince Charles... Read Full Story

I considered filling the spaces between the photos with a bunch of rock-related puns, but even I cringed at the possibility. So instead I'm just posting photos of some really extraordinary rocks we saw at the Smithsonian last week. Isn't that gneiss ? Sorry.  That one just slipped through. Read Full Story

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A chipmunk got into the downspout next to the house! I could hear it squeaking and scrabbling around. Come here, you chipmunk! Brazen thing!  It just dared me to find it. You ebil, ebil thing, you! I was prepared to take down all the siding and trim to get at it. I know you're in there. I did my best, but then... I don't care if I have to dismantle the entire house to get you. Caught in the act! Rats! Stupid rodent. Read Full Story