the adventures of an incurable optimist

Month January 2010

The Soundtrack of My Life: 2005

2005:  the year I turned 30. I know a lot of people who seemed really downcast on their 30th birthdays. Honestly, by the time 30 rolled around I felt like, ‘Bring that on!’ 29 was much harder for me –… Continue Reading →

On being real

It’s messy. And it hurts. And I could end it there. But that would be a lame post, wouldn’t it? I think so. I’ve been thinking about this lately, on several fronts, the idea of ‘being real.’ What is authenticity?… Continue Reading →


It is a strange and unknowable paradox to me that any overflowing emotion – grief, happiness, anger – can manifest itself in tears. How can this be? One doesn’t have an uncontrollable desire to smile when sad. (Does one? Laying… Continue Reading →

Of dirigibles & small gravity railroads

roller coaster –noun 1. a small gravity railroad, esp. in an amusement park, having a train with open cars that moves along a high, sharply winding trestle built with steep inclines that produce sudden, speedy plunges for thrill-seeking passengers. 2. a car… Continue Reading →

The Soundtrack of My Life: 2003 & 2004

The Lost Years of that decade – Musically speaking, anyhow.  So I’ve been avoiding this entry. I have no memory of this place. Maybe not that bad, but still – it’s so fuzzy. Somewhere around the beginning of 2005, I… Continue Reading →

The Soundtrack of My Life: 2002

When I look back at 2002 I choose to remember its bright points. Beautiful snows in winter, a lovely spring weekend in New York, a roommate who was also a much loved friend (and who also found need to practice… Continue Reading →

2001: The Soundtrack of My Life

Dave? Can we talk this over? In retrospect, it’s possible that my 2001 was a bit like the HAL 9000: that is to say, not without its advantages, but tricky and in the end a trifle malevolent. There was some… Continue Reading →

Mastering the Art of … um, Cooking

If I have a cooking show, someday, I might have to call it, Cooking with Captain Obvious. And I will talk about things like how brown butter sauce, although it sounds fancy, is really just when you let butter brown…. Continue Reading →


The moment where loss becomes freedom … It’s a beautiful transmutation, isn’t it? The other day the opening phrase just popped into my head, and it feels so familiar, I have a sense I must have read it somewhere. It… Continue Reading →


Figures that in writing a post about 2000 I’d get muddled. It feels like a long time ago, what can I say. Because it is of earthshattering importance I desire accuracy to a degree that is probably not typical, I… Continue Reading →

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