When “Imposter Syndrome” gets real

When “Imposter Syndrome” gets real

A number of weeks ago I wrote a letter to the New York Times. My email to their senior writer and managing editor was NOT a fan letter. I was complaining about a front-page “hit piece” I didn’t agree with or like. At all. But guess what? The senior writer wrote me...
Two ears, one GIANT heart

Two ears, one GIANT heart

Imagine you have the word “heart” written on your chest. (Yes, you can be topless but no need to send me photos or request photos. We’re all bored and scared, I get it.) H-e-a-r-t. Do you see it? Drop the H and the T and you have the word “ear.” Oh, wait. Rainman has...
Rather than freaking out, consider…

Rather than freaking out, consider…

Before we dig in and pretend we’re at the beach and peeing in the water, let’s send sunny Canadian love to America, okay? Those boys and girls need some mask-wearing cheering. My goodness. If you’re a full-time chatterbox, raise your hand. Do you own a megaphone? I...
Was that a story or a piece of…?

Was that a story or a piece of…?

Ever gone to the zoo and watched the monkeys? (Obviously you haven’t been to the zoo since COVID-19, right? That poor Brooklyn tiger!) Where was I? Monkeys. Our charming relatives throw their own feces – their own pooh! – at each other to establish dominance. Whoever...