We Go With Him

In the midst of writing quiz questions about Spartacus, I recalled how, the other night, I was giving Jim​ good reason to laugh at me... Read more →

"... So I wouldn't have to take them dives for the short-end money": This great phrase comes from the movie Jim's written and lectured (and... Read more →

Charlie's spring break began with a (figurative) bang Thursday night when he did not sleep, at all -- something that happened on the eve of... Read more →

There is quite a bit more snow out there now this morning (photo take Friday night); I just shoveled the driveway. I anticipate a slightly... Read more →

I guess a talky Hollywood historical drama might not be the obvious choice for a boy whose school curriculum does not include social studies and... Read more →

As the above photo attests, the bike trail won over the beach yesterday. The temperature was into the low 90s degrees Fahrenheit so a dip... Read more →

As a final assignment, I asked the students in my summer school class on ancient Greek drama to write about what they understand 'tragedy' and... Read more →

Yesterday I was reminded how far outside of mainstream popular culture is the world in which we live. I was at work, attending two presentations... Read more →

I suppose it's no surprise that we went to the beach on Sunday, as we've been going down there most weekends this winter. Perhaps in... Read more →

I was a big fan of Claire Danes and My So-Called Life back in 1994. I was some years past the age of teenage angst,... Read more →

Jim and I thought taking Charlie to see Where the Wild Things Are would be a good thing to do on a very, very rainy... Read more →

.... love the detour. Take the longest route between two points, since the journey is the thing, a notion to which, contaminated by the Zen-fascist... Read more →

"I'm sorry we're meeting under these circumstances." The mother of an autistic boy a few years older than Charlie said that to me back in... Read more →

Write about the unstrangeness of autism and find yourself having a very strange day the next. After Jim put him smiling on the bus, Charlie... Read more →

As I have written before, Charlie is not a watcher of TV---for the past few months we have been having him simply practice watching the... Read more →

All those travels yesterday added up to one tired Charlie today. He fell asleep one hour into Happy Feet after a quiet day with a... Read more →

The grass must bend, when the wind blows across it. I have been thinking about this phrase from Confucius' Analects (XII.19) all weekend, in part... Read more →

Charlie was sick with a cough and a low-grade fever and we had to go to Queens on an errand of importance so, after everyone... Read more →

In recounting our grab-in with someone else's piece of pizza yesterday, I forgot to mention a very important thing that happened. Charlie connected with the... Read more →

Once upon a time we thought we knew the answer to "what causes autism" (bad parenting, especially from mothers who were in the icebox rather... Read more →