A Not-Unhappy Halloween

And Halloween had a happy ending. My son has decided at thirteen he’s too old to trick or treat and too lazy to throw a party. Since I hate Halloween, we agreed to watch a movie together. The earlier part of the evening was spent at a much-more-game...

The Rock Star Life of a Writer: The Book Tour

I know today is Halloween, but I am studiously ignoring that fact. Anyone who has spoken to me for more than five seconds in the month of October knows how much I hate Halloween. I hate costumes. I hate my children going out begging for candy. I hate the fact that I...

Books, Travels, and Sasquatch

So speaking of becoming a man (as I’ve done the past few blog posts), one of my oldest, dearest friends from college finally tied the knot this past weekend. I say “finally,” because I remember the two of us in Mona’s bar on Avenue B in New...

Bar Mitzvah Then & Now: 1953 vs. 2016

Sixty-three years ago, my father had his bar mitzvah. Six days ago, my son had his bar mitzvah. While the ceremonies themselves were likely the same–and since both were in Conservative synagogues, there are no photos documenting either event, although we staged...

Tomorrow, He Is a Man

My time as a blogger for the Deb Ball is over, which is both sad—I enjoyed the camaraderie of the group blog—and happy—my book has launched and I’m now working on my sophomore effort. What that means, though, in theory is that I will be back on this blog more...