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Never Mistake Silence for Weakness

I’ve always tried to get along with people. I really have. I’m not wired for constant conflict, and my instinct has always been to keep the peace, even when that peace comes at my own expense. Sometimes that works. Sometimes it doesn’t. And sometimes pe...

Graciousness Is a Choice

One of the first people I met at Stony Brook was a kid I’ll call Avi. We met at orientation, became friends, and for two years were even suite mates. At the time, he was just another college friend. It wasn’t until much later—long after graduation—tha...

You Can Reboot the Show, But You Can’t Reboot the Soul

I love The Rockford Files. It’s one of my favorite shows of all time. Not because of the car chas...

Full Circle in Fort Lauderdale

I met Mrs. Rosenblum in Florida, and it felt like time folding in on itself. I usually don’t a...

A Personal Tribute and a Nation’s Shock

I was supposed to see Rob Reiner at a book signing in New Jersey this past September — his talk o...

Full Circle in the Waiting Room

I sat in the doctor’s office recently because my daughter needed a physical exam for college — ...

Walk This Way, Again: My Love for Aerosmith and Their New EP with YUNGBLUD

I’ve been an Aerosmith guy for most of my life. Some people collect stamps, some people run marat...

The Last Hart Beating — and Why Nattie Neidhart’s Heart Still Leads the Way

There aren’t many people in professional wrestling who live up to the character they play on scre...

The Woodbridge Illogic: Or, How Not to Run an Autograph Signing

I’m an attorney. I like order. I run events for a living—That 401(k) Conference isn’t exactly...

Meeting Gene Simmons: From Haifa to KISS Night

I schlepped two and a half hours to meet Gene Simmons at the Chill Out Expo, and I’d do it again ...