I wrote a great post this morning and swore I saved it before logging off my home computer. Unfortunately, I did not, which is perfect, because today’s post is all about THIS moment. Not the one I had at 8:00 a.m.
I live such a busy and full life that sometimes the end of the
I grew up at the foot of Westwood Boulevard, and for those living under a rock, The Wizard of Westwood passed away this week (click here for the UCLA tribute to Coach Wooden or a collection of posts from Bruin Nation). What has amazed me in wake of Coach Wooden’s death are the personal
I’ve blogged on a few “personal responsibility” issues of late, here and here.
I think the story of Detroit Tigers pitcher Armando Galarraga and Umpire Jim Joyce‘s blown call, costing Mr. Galarraga a perfect game, is a great example of the power of “I’m sorry.”
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Listening to Mr. Joyce last night I
Yeah, I woke up this morning to sunshine and my first thoughts were “can’t wait to hang out by the pool and enjoy some BBQ this THREE-DAY weekend.”
But I’m an American (no hyphen necessary) first, and my thoughts turned to what is important about this weekend to remember, and that is our men and
I have a favorite band, The Airborne Toxic Event. They’ve achieved fame and a lot of airplay for their song, Sometime Around Midnight. They’ve performed on Letteman and Jimmy Kimmel Live. They have more than 38,000 fans on Facebook (yes, I’m still calling them “fans”). [caption id=”” align=”alignright” width=”302″ caption=”Organ at Disney
Maybe it’s because I live in Los Angeles? Maybe it’s because I read too many diverse news sites? Perhaps it’s because of my background in politics? But I feel in my bones that there’s a storm a brewing, and it’s gonna get a lot messier before it
I don’t know what it was like growing up in your household, but in the Morse family, we all were given a role for our futures: My brother David was the genius and wiz-kid; my sister Ilene was to follow in the family’s clothing manufacturing and design business; and I was supposed to be a
My friend John Byrne asked what we liked most and least about Facebook for an upcoming presentation. Having just come back from another high school get-together, where I connected with a couple of old friend I hadn’t seen in a looooong time, I was feeling pretty positive on what Facebook has done for me personally.
Really, my life isn’t so pathetic that I am stopping everything to spread the word, that, according to a tweet from AP Style Book today:
[They] are changing Web site to website. This appears on Stylebook Online today and in the 2010 book next month.
That’s right. You read it here. Oh, yeah!! There’s no