Mad Men is back and I am loving life. And by love, I mean am enthralled by the bad, awful, bad, astoundingly bad behavior. Ever since I saw Betty allow her daughter to play with a dry cleanig bag over her head, I’ve been lost in the madness. Not only is each episode a wonderful…

It happens to everyone, and there is no call to be embarrassed. Sometimes, you’re playing a hit song from your new album to a crowd of adoring tattoed hipsters when the drum machine conspires to throw off the beat of the song in the first few bars. There is a moment of confusion (Is this…

Ahhhhhh, rain! Rain rain rain rain! Umbrellas are no use, just grab your keys and RUN! Run run run rain rain rain run run! The drops are the size of small gerbils and can melt the top layer of your epidermis. Please, stay indoors at all costs! Is it over? Okay. It’s over. That was…

I read a book in college about songs in the sixties, songs with catchy, bouncy beats and sad sad lyrics; and what that meant. Ninety-Six Tears, Big Girls Don’t Cry, Blue Moon, Elenor Rigby…on and on and on. Anyway, that idea stuck with me. At the Hercules and Love Affair concert, I had a similar…

The salty oat cookie. The cookie that launched a thousand DC recipe blogs. The cookie that evades duplication, that creates wonder in unbelievers, the once and future cookie. I can’t remember when I first heard tell of the salty oat cookie, but the legend has stayed with me. And this is what I belive to…

There is a disturbing lack of intensity in my everyday interactions. Nothing seems to matter too much, nothing warrants raised voices, nothing is too too important. Maybe I’m interacting with people who came from houses where inside voices were a real thing, not the false social more they truly are. Yeah, what we need is…

It seems like we’re always going somewhere. As in, “Oh what a cool building, but dang, I’m late for little Sally’s ballet recital. I’ll come back though.” Then you’re eighty-two years old and look back on a lifetime of missed opportunities like a bad Twilight Zone episode. But wait, there’s hope. It doesn’t have to…

The Shakespeare Theater puts on fantastic productions. Every single show I’ve seen there has been a wonderful experience. And what makes them even better is knowing I’m paying $10 for rush tickets (buying them Tuesday morning at the box office) when the other schmucks in the audience have paid upwards of $60. So I was…

I have always been a fan of the events put on by the Sixth & I Synagogue here in DC. I’ve just never made it to one of there events. Until last night. They had arranged to show Caddyshack (don’t knock it) at the Capitol Skyline Hotel’s outdoor pool at sunset. I got there before…