THE WORK IN PROGRESS
A little explanation of what I'm working on these days.

CHIAT'S DAY AND NIGHT | A personal reminiscence

Jay Chiat was the quintessential Jewish mother, dispensing guilt and favor with equal abandon.

A CAST OF LEADERS | Fast Company 

A crazed gypsy hag throws a baby into the fire. A Greek princess, reunited with her long-lost brother, asks him to hack up their adulterous mother and her new lover. An East German's sex-change operation has not gone well, leaving behind an abbreviated appendage that is . . . a wee bit "angry." Class, please take your seats. Today's topic is "Leadership."

LIMITS | Winner, 1998 Lorian Hemingway Short Story Competition
And now on Saturday, a late summer Saturday, when sensible people in hot, soggy towns are content to sit softly and bake, Jason and I had plunged into the forest with the perspiring enthusiasm of galley slaves who have recently caught sight of port.

NOCTURNAL OMISSIONS | Literal Latte
I resent most people for a talent they universally possess, a feat they execute on a daily basis with such effortless dexterity they would hardly itemize it on a resume of their own abilities. Unlike most people, I simply cannot fall asleep.

THE DIGITAL DEBUTANTS’ BALL | Fast Company
This isn't just any demo, this is PC Forum, perhaps the most exclusive technology conference in the world. The $3,300 admission fee tends to keep out the riff-raff. This is no sweaty convention center with plastic tote bags and lines at the back of the hall for hot dogs and soft pretzels. This is the sprawling Westin LaPaloma resort in Tucson, Arizona, where the meals are poolside and chefs carve filet en croûte.

THE AD AGENCY TO END ALL AD AGENCIES | Fast Company
Four blocks south of St. Luke's, a sign in the greasy window of a hotel cafe peddles "Virginia Woolf Burgers." A plaque hovering above a nearby sandwich shoppe directs eyes aloft to a garret which once sheltered Yeats. A mansion was Keynes', an office was Eliot's. This is Bloomsbury, ground-zero in the post-Victorian revolt in literature, painting and morality. The real estate here continues to stimulate dissent.

BARBARIANS IN THE MARKETSPACE | The New York Times
Just when most of us had reached the point where we were afraid to pick up the newspaper or turn on the television for fear of running across that ubiquitous sobriquet, "the information superhighway," the Harvard Business Review has given us a lean, spunky new buzzword, "marketspace."

THE DELIBERATE LIFE: THOREAU AT WALDEN POND | Grand Tour
At the age of sixteen, David Henry Thoreau inverted the order of his first and middle name. This may or may not have been his parents' first indication he was going to be trouble.

I'LL TAKE ROMANCE | PlanetOut
I get a pathetic thrill when friends ask me how long it’s been since I’ve been in a Serious Relationship because I can be so specific with the answer.

Husband-Hunting
The search for a mate continues.  Act now while supplies last!

New York City has had five major disasters in the last three years -  9/11, the anthrax scare, the Presidents Day blizzard of '03, the blackout, and, of course, the marriage of Liza Minnelli and David Gest.  I decided that something needed to be done to prepare this city for the next catastrophe. Click here to learn about the volunteer  emergency response program I developed for my apartment building.

JAY/DAY
A website I maintain, which is both a memorial to Jay Chiat, the founder of Chiat/Day Advertising, and an electronic class reunion for those of us who worked for the crankiest (and most creative) man in the history of advertising.

PHOTO ALBUM
There's no need to come over to my house to view my vacation photos.  You can be bored right here online!

WORKVIRTUAL
My consulting practice, or, as I like to call it, "How I earn a living while waiting for the Nobel Committee to call."

MY CABIN
A little slice of log in Chichester, New York.