I always thought it so odd that in such a diverse metropolis like New York, the radio sucked so badly. A  piece in the Telegraph the other day discussed a study that found listening to radio makes British people 100% happier than watching TV. They covered various points as to why—imagination, being able to multi task, [...]

As a kid, I dreamed big dreams in my living room. I always say I had little imagination back then, that t.v. was my big influence, and that I was so hard on myself about my drawing skills–comparing to my friends and peers in class–that I never did much visual art.  Music and performing was [...]

I should really like to be one–as I am in my living room but there are no cameras, and loungey chairs and coffee mugs and paychecks.  For now, I am just a private pontificator.  A self righteously indignant, opinionated expounder on a few subjects about which I am a quasi-expert.  Like everyone else.