After Bikram, I weighed 4 pounds less than when I started (same scale, I swear, that they’ve recently installed in the bathroom). And this puts me at a whole new “decade” of weight loss –– meaning I’ve gone below another 0 and thus lost 18 pounds. (Although, since I am technically N...

Today had a very dream-like quality –– and I can tell if it’s because I’m on Day Three of the Juice Cleanse or because I’m super-immersed in the screenplay rewrite. A blur of a morning where I know I walked Belle, worked on edits, napped briefly, and then went to Plant for 2 c...

I loved the off-Broadway show Full Gallop about Diana Vreeland, and saw it several times.  [Here’s another review.] Somehow that phrase — “Full Gallop” –– feels very apt for all that happened today, and how quickly things are moving forward. Awoke to several LLS mes...

It’s a Cat Stevens song from 1967–– covered by Rod Stewart and Sheryl Crow –– and it’s still true to this day. Except, I mean diving into this revision of my script. I started cutting with some Rumi quotes that I loved: “Let beauty we love be what we do … ...

And by that I mean my new sunglasses, which are amazing. I’ve been limping along with a $5 pair I bought in a thrift store on the way to the wine country with Adrian in February when I realized I needed to do SOMETHING. But today my new Warby Parker pair arrived and it’s, quite frankly, a total...

So many strange ups and downs today. Awoke with just enough time to quickly walk Belle and race to Bikram. I realized I have been feeling a little over-stretched in my lower back and I don’t know if it’s coming from my Olympian efforts in class, or the jump roping, or walking up and down the hi...

My driver’s license expires on my birthday in three weeks and I’ve been confounded by that. The last time I had my license renewed it was automatic and it was in NYC. Somehow, the NYC people sent my renewal forms to Florida (where I was this summer on a project) and seem sorta willing to let me...

With all my pre-birthday goals zipping along, I re-remembered that according to the SECRET LANGUAGE OF BIRTHDAYS I was born on the day of the Disconnected Unconscious.  And then I looked closely for the first time at the symbolism the book offers for my Special Day which seems to be a large wooden keg &...

Lately I’ve taken such great pleasure in watching bootleg videos of unreleased Streisand recordings. I don’t know how or where these things come from but they are –– to me at least –– mesmerizing on so many levels.  [I mean, it was the pre-iphone 1988 … did she not observe someone was fil...