Short-short #2: Establishing Shot
The café is small and non-descript, on the first floor of a faux brownstone in the faceless part of Greenwich Village. A railroad space with access to the backyard, also small, where an old greenhouse roof with most of the roof panels missing, offers a quiet refuge from the outside world. The cuisine is South
When Good News is also Bad News
The Good News: According to standards, India’s early intervention and ABA therapy over the past two years have resulted in remarkable improvements in her speech and sociability, and she is ready to move on to a less restrictive environment for Kindergarten in the fall. Effectively, she is no longer considered autistic. The Bad News: According to standards, India’s early
Vox Hunt: Father’s Day 2007
Show us what Father’s Day means. Fathers Day 2007 Isaac and India’s Father’s Day project, with a little help from Mommy. 🙂 Happy Father’s Day to all my fellow Dads and Dads-to-be. Read and post comments | Send to a friend
Vox Hunt: Back In The Day
Show us a photo of you from when you were in grade school. Me, No Teeth Circa 1977, ’78, I think. :-O Read and post comments | Send to a friend
Vacations, Hurricanes and Moving On
Presidente InterContinental Cancun Resort The last time Salomé and I took a real vacation (without the kids), a long weekend in New Orleans back in 2005, we missed a devastating hurricane by about six weeks. Back in 1992, when I was still in the Army, Hurricane Andrew derailed a planned Labor Day weekend trip down to Miami Beach.
last.fm
last.fm Because there aren’t enough distractions online, I’ve signed up for yet another one: last.fm. It’s a social networking site that links people through their musical tastes, not via hyperlinked entries in an “interests” box, but by tracking everything you listen to on your computer and creating a personal radio station that others can listen
Mission Accomplished, Coach!
Isaac @ Trophy Time The only thing cooler than handing out obligatory trophies to a group of kids who actually earned them, is having your son be one of those kids! (That’s the trophy in the brown paper bag there, not the heirloom Gonzalez 40, thank you!) The Pee Wee Marlins’ Tee Ball season came to a
Rebuilding my platform, perhaps…?
NOTE: I re-posted this to test out the x-posting to LiveJournal feature. For those who want to comment without setting up a Vox account, now you can! a little bit louder I hit 13 on Monday night, a last -minute call as I was working late, catching up on post-BEA stuff, and decided it would be a
Truth is an Olympic Gymnast
Truth is an Olympic Gymnast “A lie told often enough becomes the truth.”Lenin I believe in truthraw, unvarnishedhurt your feelings, if necessaryTRUTH. The more I have to losethe more truthfulI tend to be. I’m self-destructive that way. So, sometimes…I lie. Little white liesLies of omissionOutright whoppers intended toburn the house down. I’m whimsical that way.
On Jodi Picoult, Writing, and Platforms
The two morning sessions I attended were about breaking into magazines and an overview of sales & marketing in the book industry, the former of which was more of a refresher course while the latter filled in a lot of the gaps where things are different in periodical publishing, which is where my background is. One common thread popped up in both sessions that I thought was really interesting, though: platforms.