No Self-Promotion –– Just Jump Rope, Bikram, and Belle –– A Saturday (Off)!

OK, technically one’s a David and one’s a Dave (and I respect that given that I’m an “Edward,” and while a hard-core group of college roommates and people who’ve known me since the Eisenhower administration call me “Eddie” (which I love), I’m not so kee...

Saturday was a weird breakthrough day where I found myself sinking into a moodier and moodier abyss — despite a rather brilliant notion that the owner Jenny loved of teaching yoga across the street from where I’m living in the chic new boutique Acre after hours — until I made a decision j...

I can really on focus only what’s happening at DOWNTON ABBEY (and secondarily) in the world of my screenplay. I have another 30 minutes of the 1st season finale to watch and it’s a MIRACLE I can break away to do anything else. Why is this show so amazing?  [According to Wikipedia, it R...