Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

If you don’t want my advice then why are you in earshot when I shout it? If you have no interest in my opinions then why won’t you gag me to shut me up? If you feel my opinions are … Continue reading →

It’s all right if you don’t want to talk to me again. It’s perfectly fine if you’re done with me. If you think you don’t need me in your life, I’ll find a way to survive. I’ll find a way … Continue reading →

Change the view. The problems you’re looking at that seem insurmountable from your current angle look like something else again when you change position. Telescope out. Enlarge or rearrange. A different perspective makes everything seem incredibly different. The job you’re … Continue reading →

Every now and then I find myself in the presence of Amos’ cents. He left some behind when he left the house. It is useful to sometimes pocket some cents for the occasions when I want to be ready for … Continue reading →

All the totems of a life well-lived are consigned into oblivion after you are if you have outlived everyone so clearly it is important to underlive your friends and family. Drive fast. Take chances. Eat poorly. Pick fights. Dance on … Continue reading →

It’s not like he’s qualified for the job; more like he’s suited for it. He’s got the face that makes him an appropriate fit for that sort of an opportunity. He’s the right kind of person for the right kind … Continue reading →

There are moments that stretch credulity when you blink your eyes and rub them and wipe the glasses of the universe and wonder if the edges of reality are doing exactly what you thought you saw them do. There are … Continue reading →

They’re shutting down lanes on Bruckner Boulevard which might be part of a city-wide initiative to add islands and more man-made structures to get in the way of everything. The purpose of the diminished space for vehicles may be safety … Continue reading →

Everybody loves the clown. Not A clown in the paint and lipstick and floppy shoes, but THE fool. Everybody wants to see the schmuck get his which is why everybody wants you to pick yourself up after this last mishap. … Continue reading →

The birthday boy sings “Heart of Gold” at his Fortieth and everyone feels the punch when he enunciates the chorus’ end: “…and I’m gettin’ old.” Neil Young recorded that song when he was twenty five, wrote it when he was … Continue reading →