My little sister Jennifer is here visiting. She's got that thing, that touch, that know what you're doing as far as arranging a ...

Tucson, Arizona, 2011; photograph by Paolo Pellegrin via The New York Review of Books I have several friends, particularly in the medi...

I was just about to combust when I received one of three daily phone calls from Sophie's school with an ever cheerful robot voice...

Dang. Let's get some mileage from the weather here in the shitty. It's after 5:00 in the afternoon and still 95 degrees outsid...

Tacos on La Brea It needs to rain here, but it won't because it's September, the hottest month of the year. Memory: One time ...

Henry had his first box lacrosse game of the season this afternoon. That's him right there in the middle. Whew. Box lacrosse is ...

Life's too short. Never say never. But. The rest of Proust David Foster Wallace's oeuvre Jonathan Franzen's new no...

Those are my Syrian relatives who immigrated from Homs in the early part of the twentieth century. My grandfather is the second from the...

The Third Circle of Dante's Hell, The Inferno Gluttons Today's visit to The Neurologist included the usual bringing her up...

When you give Sophie THC, do you worry that she is getting high? No. * That was the short answer. Her...

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Happy birthday, Van Morrison!

Oliver Sacks' Anthropologist on Mars was published in February of 1995, and Sophie was born one month later. By that summer, she ha...