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Bruce the Blog

Welcome to 2019. I just got here myself, too. I know we’re a week in already, but the statute of limitations on treating a new year like the New Year doesn’t lapse until the fat baby sings, or cries. If “va-va-voom” means “interesting, exciting, or sexually appealing” (per dictionary.com), putting aside that last criterion, during New Year’s weekend, within three days of each other, I happened across two new ways of watching television that envision a dramatic shift in how we relate to video ...

Diversions

I can’t seem to slow this holiday season down! There is still so much to do and I try to savor every day, every experience and memory. Today, there are five days until Christmas and I’m about to embark on an epic mom and daughter holiday weekend in the city.  I think we have every quintessential New York experience on our agenda. I can’t wait to share that diversion. There are many moving parts and personalities to consider so its best left to full disclosure next week.  What I’m thinking about right now is ...

Life, Health, Politics

Trump. He doesn’t just use an-in-your face, combative style that immediately takes people aback, but he regularly operates under the rule of behavior known officially as Opposite Day. Only in Trump’s case, most days are Opposite Day.    Opposite Day is a slang term that came into use based on an episode of the TV show “Seinfeld.” In this particular episode, George Costanza had the huge realization that all of his straightforward gambits always ended in failure. So, he decided to act exactly the ...

Lost In Suburbia

I’m not an expert on insects, but one day as I was on my way down to the basement with a big basket of laundry, something jumped out from under the stairs that was definitely not one of our pets or my children. Being a calm, suburban mom who can take most things in stride, I naturally shrieked, stumbled, and hurled the basket of laundry down the stairs. “Aaaahhhh!” I yelled from behind the heap o’ laundry that separated me from the monster insect thing. My husband came running down the stairs. “What is ...

My Perspective

It’s a Herculean task for most of us to disconnect from the relentless demands of daily life to take some time for self-reflection. Finally, in my quiet space, I was startled last week when I received a call from someone I hadn’t heard from in 49 years. Before I reveal whom the surprise caller was, let me set the stage by taking you back in time. In the late ’60s, I was a philosophy major at Fordham University in the Bronx. While there, I became good friends with one of my professors, Dr. Robert Mulvaney. Dr. Mulvaney ...

Organizing Wisdom

I go through this every month: “Clean up, company’s coming!”  I run around the house in a panic, picking up all my projects and spend hours just putting away my stuff before I can clean the house or my husband can clean, whose fault it is anyway for inviting people over!  What’s the matter with him?! Every month, my husband invites people over for wine and cheese. I hate it and I love it. It forces me to “pick up the house,” as my mother says, and get things put away.  If my husband ...

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