Ben Stein

Tuesday p.m. I wish you could see how I live. It’s almost unbelievable. I am an old man, 77 years…

Saturday It’s a gloomy, cloudy day here in Beverly Hills. On days like this, gloomy, cloudy thoughts come into my…

I woke up screaming. The stock market is way down and it’s been going down sharply lately. It’s going down…

It’s Mother’s Day, 5/8/2022. To say the subject of motherhood is fraught in my life would be a gigantic understatement….

Monday A bleak day. About 22 years ago, thanks to the kindness of my friend Andrew Golder, I was made…

Sunday — May 1, 2022 I slept late today, partly because I was in a sort of shock. I had…

Friday I awakened and looked out my window. A hummingbird was flying around facing me and a jacaranda and overlooking…

Monday This is a powerful day in the calendar, the emotional calendar, of Ben Stein. For many years now, Ivan…

Saturday I really am blessed. Day after day, the weather here in L.A. is fabulously beautiful. I am not sure…

Thursday A few observations for you, my dear friends. We have just had some golden, uniquely perfect moments in the…