Tragedy Into Comedy

As a final assignment, I asked the students in my summer school class on ancient Greek drama to write about what they understand 'tragedy' and 'comedy' to mean; to describe a movie that they consider a tragedy and another that they consider a comedy; and to write about an experience that could be considered 'tragic' … Continue reading

Nothing Like the Real Thing

Yesterday I was reminded how far outside of mainstream popular culture is the world in which we live. I was at work, attending two presentations by guest lecturers. The first was on diseases of U.S. Presidents: Did health issues ranging from throat cancer (Ulysses S. Grant) to obesity and cancer of the mouth (William H. … Continue reading

Echt Charlie

I suppose it’s no surprise that we went to the beach on Sunday, as we’ve been going down there most weekends this winter. Perhaps in anticipation, Charlie woke up around 7.30am and was raring to go at 8am. We weren’t and Charlie—swimsuit clad and boogie board loaded into the trunk of the white car—managed the … Continue reading

About That Autism Biopic

 I was a big fan of Claire Danes and My So-Called Life back in 1994. I was some years past the age of teenage angst, but Angela Chase's musings, grumblings, and yearnings still resonated with me. Ever since hearing that Danes would be playing Temple Grandin in an HBO biopic, I've been trying to get my … Continue reading

Once Upon A Very Unwild, Rainy, & Happy Saturday

Jim and I thought taking Charlie to see Where the Wild Things Are would be a good thing to do on a very, very rainy Saturday. We all slept in after a somewhat sleepless Thursday night. Charlie took awhile to wake up (and to transition out of sleeping mode), then got out the bikes while … Continue reading

Once Upon A Very Unwild, Rainy, & Happy Saturday

Jim and I thought taking Charlie to see Where the Wild Things Are would be a good thing to do on a very, very rainy Saturday. We all slept in after a somewhat sleepless Thursday night. Charlie took awhile to wake up (and to transition out of sleeping mode), then got out the bikes while … Continue reading

Love the Detour (#600)

…. love the detour. Take the longest route between two points, since the journey is the thing, a notion to which, contaminated by the Zen-fascist slogans of advertising (“just do it!”), we all pay lip service but few of us indulge. I read those words—part of a book review in the February 11th New York … Continue reading

Love the Detour (#600)

…. love the detour. Take the longest route between two points, since the journey is the thing, a notion to which, contaminated by the Zen-fascist slogans of advertising (“just do it!”), we all pay lip service but few of us indulge. I read those words—part of a book review in the February 11th New York … Continue reading

Another Day in Autismland (#580)

“I’m sorry we’re meeting under these circumstances.” The mother of an autistic boy a few years older than Charlie said that to me back in 1999. She is the friend of a friend, very active, very informed; we were encouraged to call her. The sentence above was the first thing she said to me over … Continue reading

Another Day in Autismland (#580)

“I’m sorry we’re meeting under these circumstances.” The mother of an autistic boy a few years older than Charlie said that to me back in 1999. She is the friend of a friend, very active, very informed; we were encouraged to call her. The sentence above was the first thing she said to me over … Continue reading

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