Author Archives: captaincliff

MOJO N. 1. Self-confidence, Self-assuredness. As in the basis for believing in oneself in a trying situation or life in general. Esp. in the context of a contest or display of bravery/skill such as going into battle,etc. 2. Good luck … Continue reading →

12 Things Bro-Dad Hates Right Now and One He Likes (DragonCon) Posted on September 18, 2013 by captaincliff   When I was young I remember hearing older adults complain about the “good old days”. I also remember thinking they were “old fogies” … Continue reading →

Warning:  If you happen to be 1) Jewish and neurotic 2) prone to having bouts of anxiety and/or 3) tend to be a hypochondriac, do NOT do what I did last nite. I watched Monsters Inside Me (MIM) on Animal … Continue reading →

 Ye Olde Guest Blog Written by my son Eli’s beautiful gf, Ashley who is converting to Judaism on October 1st. One big point for the Tribe.  Woop woop! What I Believe:  I believe that humans are the creators of God … Continue reading →

  When I was young I remember hearing older adults kvetch and complain about the “good old days”. I also remember thinking they were “old fogies” who didn’t have a frickin’ clue. They didn’t “get” the Beatles, Pink Floyd, astrology, … Continue reading →

Around this time of year, the High Holy Days, we are instructed to take even more time then usual to reflect and consider what it takes to heal ourselves, our community, and the world at large. Many shared issues are … Continue reading →

I just read an article in the New York Times “Anxiety” series about a woman getting groped in the subway. I’m pretty sure nobody is all that surprised. Why? Because it happens alot, ie. the Mayor of San Diego, Arnold Schwarzenegger, … Continue reading →

There’s something to be said for an all too unknown “extreme sport” called Bongo Boarding. Actually, it’s only “extreme” for old farts like myself who are more likely to break a hip trying to do it at my age than … Continue reading →

f As a young kid growing up in Highland Park, Illinois, my mother wore the pants of the family but my father as sole breadwinner and figurehead ran a pretty tight ship. God willing he will be 90 years old … Continue reading →