My favorite prologue…ever

From Plainsong by Deborah Grabien… One day, when the Son of God had been long wandering through the halls of heaven, he stopped to rest beside an aged man on a bench of alabaster. “You look weary,[…]

Jerry Wexler on Atheism

I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t a doubter. Never – not for a hot minute – have I believed in God. A half-century after my bar mitzvah, I was producing Bob Dylan’s first[…]

Car Wash Meditation

Growing up, beautiful Spring and Summer Saturdays were meant for car washes at the end of our street. My uncle Dana and his friends would spend hours in the sun, washing, buffing, armor-alling and making[…]

Tales from the Crypt, The Haunt of Fear, and the Vault of Horror

When I was a kid, I would spend lazy rainy days watching baseball and reading every copy of MAD Magazine I had cover to cover. On one trip to the store to get the new[…]

Hafiz and Omar Khayyam

Maybe it’s the sunrise I saw today…And these guys most definitely love the Sun. Hafiz — Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, “you owe me.” Look what happens with a[…]

Frog Hunting in Cannery Row

Below is an excerpt from Steinbeck’s Cannery Row that makes me laugh every time I read or think of it… The frog pool was square — fifty feet wide and seventy feet long and four[…]