In this, the second and last part of Mr g by Alan Lightman (page 112 to end), Alex, Lora and I ponder such things as good vs. evil, faith, the meaning of life — and the allure of sparkly dresses.
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The 21st century parent spends a lot of time thinking about what to name their offspring. When they’re not thumbing through great works of literature (Trigorin?) or baby-naming books for the nom juste, they’re searching online for the most unique, stand-out-in-a-crowd names.
I’m not a racist—I'm always astounded when people respond negatively to others based on the variations that so enrich the human race, especially when they feel the ugly need to make their feelings official and public.
Why making time for culture - whether it's visiting Van Gogh's Starry Night or stopping in at a random gallery opening - makes me happy.
Okay, I admit it: I love a lot of really terrible things. I love watching Tyra Banks induce hyper-dramatic meltdowns in pretty young waifs on America's Next Top Model.
