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Confessions of a Cinematic Two-Timer

<If, dear reader, you believe me to be a perfect human being who never does anything inappropriate… please stop reading now.  I don’t want to tarnish your image of me.> For the rest of you, I have a confession to make.  Yes, at the risk of being picked up by the Cinema Police, I confess … Read more

Found Happiness

Sitting on my bureau in my bedroom is a huge glass beer stein I won back in college (I won’t say what, precisely, I won it for…). Every day when I arrive home I toss any loose change from my pockets into the mug. It’s been ages since I last rolled all those coins. In … Read more

More Happiness from Starbucks

So, I’m out of coffee beans at home. I wander into my regular Starbucks location for coffee, and decide to pick up a pound of… something. But I’m looking at six different possibilities. What’s the difference? I’m so confused. This is the same feeling I get when I’m standing in the wine aisle. How can … Read more

Happiness is Making History

I’m so sick of election stuff, stuff, stuff; and I’m sure you are, too.  Yet please indulge me for two more days. No matter who wins tomorrow, we will make History — either way, we will have placed someone other than a white male in one of the top two posts of the land, and … Read more

Beauty in the air

Two ends of a flight.  Picture this. 1. Flying out of Miami International airport on a bright, sunny day, flying north, in a small plane: To the left, smooth lines — the white strip of beach, parallel lines of orange and sand colored art deco buildings, fringed in green, green, green.  Beyond: the muddy green-brown … Read more

Happiness is in the air

It was a spectacular Labor Day weekend here in Cleveland.  The temperatures were moderate, the sky was clear and blue, and the sun shone on us for three straight days.  Thus, everywhere I drove it was with the windows down and the music upbeat.  What a wonderful long weekend to say goodbye to the summer … Read more

Happiness is a hot shower

Yesterday I went to the gym feeling particularly well-rested.  So while I was on the treadmill, I threw in some sprints — one-minute bursts at 8 or 9 miles per hour.  Oooh, that felt great.  Then I went to the weight bench, and instead of working with 10 and 20 pound dumbells, my usual range, … Read more