It wasn’t until I hung up the phone with the nice woman at the senior citizens’ center that I realized what I had just agreed to do. This was last Friday. I was pitching the idea of teaching creative writing to her 50 or 60...
Read MoreIt’s a slow day at the office. I watch the 23-year-old Italian intern out of the corner of my eye, trying like mad to focus on my computer screen. He is a hottie. But he is almost 20 years my junior. Does that really matter? I...
Read MoreIn the Sunday Review section of The New York Times recently, a headline asked: Will Sanders Supporters Come Around? My response, out loud, to my apartment walls — Who gives a fuck? This is when I knew something in me had...
Read MoreThe other day, the first of the Republican National Convention, I started having a little snarkfest on Facebook. Sometimes I love snark. It’s smart, makes me laugh. It’s particularly gratifying when my creations bring out the...
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As a former sports writer, I spent some years in the 1990s as a voter on the Associated Press...
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