Monthly Archives: March 2008

The piece I wrote on my fear of kicking into Handstand is coming out in the April/May issue of Yoga Journal any day. I found the subject matter tough. Not the Handstand part, but how I felt about my body … Continue reading →

There is something about dusk that snaps me awake. As if all the world is fully alive one more time before it goes to sleep. I took a walk around my neighborhood in the Berkeley Hills. There’s still magic here. … Continue reading →

Now that New York Governor Eliot Spitzer has resigned, the pundits are having a field day with the post-mortem. I find the commentary on his wife, Silda Wall Spitzer, fascinating. She looked like a wreck, standing next to her husband, … Continue reading →

I read a fabulous piece in the New York Times today by Alexander McCall Smith about his Really Terrible Orchestra. “WHY should real musicians — the ones who can actually play their instruments — have all the fun?” he writes. … Continue reading →

Scott and I went to hear The Mountain Goats today at The Bottom of the Hill in SF. Scott’s loved them for years, and though I’ve been a casual listener of their music, what I heard I liked, and sometimes … Continue reading →