It’s 2012. Where Is My Jet Pack?

The other day Peter Shankman tweeted, “After 16 hours of travel, I just really need to ask: It’s 2012. Where the hell is my personal jet pack?” That got me thinking, “Yeah! Where the hell IS my personal jet pack?” We’ve pretty much gotten everything else we were...

How You Do Anything.

There are some random thoughts and memories playing pachinko inside my head while I’m writing this post. Are they disconnected electrical pulses or an unfolding route to somewhere specific? Let me try to connect the dots for you. Miami Beach Senior High School, 1974,...

I Gotta Get Different Friends.

I met my running buddies at 5:45 this morning. We banged out five and a half miles at a nine to ten minutes per mile pace. Believe it or not, Barbara had already done five miles before the rest of the group even showed up, Daniel ran seven more miles after we...

The Myth Of Discovery

According to legend, a teenage Lana Turner was discovered at Schwab’s Pharmacy in Los Angeles. For years, Schwab’s was the place where actors got together to chat and exchange gossip. According to a website devoted to the pharmacy’s history: “In the ’30s and ’40s you...

Make Mine Mobile

When I was in college, moving into the dorms was an arduous ritual. First we’d set up our stereos. Of course they were enormous – mine was comprised of big JBL speakers, a separate Marantz amp and McIntosh pre-amp, a Pioneer turntable and Aiwa cassette deck. The...
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