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A thousand comments, and all but one are spam. Can’t post anything that might offend anyone because I have a family and a workplace. I’m not sure blogging is for me.
Native NYer, alumnus of the Lycée Français de New-York (1973) and Columbia College (1977), the undergraduate liberal arts college for (then) young men. I majored in Physics, got into Berkeley for Astrophysics, dropped out of Berkeley after 9 months to be an actor (ha!). Kicked around the small theater and local radio spot scene for 13 years. I turned to writing, wrote sketch comedy and short plays. One of them, English (It's Where the Words Are), got into the 1996 EST Marathon of One-Acts and was well reviewed by Mel Gussow (thanks, Mel!) in the NY Times. That brought me to Los Angeles where I took meetings for two years and was represented at Writers and Artists. I met my wife, Ellen Sandler, who was then a producer (i.e., writer) on Coach. We dated for three years and got married in 2000.
In addition to my two wonderful stepchildren, I now have two grandchildren! No, I'm not calling them stepgrandchildren or grandstepchildren. They are my grandchildren.
A thousand comments, and all but one are spam. Can’t post anything that might offend anyone because I have a family and a workplace. I’m not sure blogging is for me.
My old coffee place closed, replaced by a fussy pour-over corporate chain. Disappointment!