Sunday I am just a few hours back from speaking to the kindest, smartest, best-looking people on this earth, the men and women of St. Barnabas Charities of Pittsburgh. Day by day, here in Los Angeles and on the road…
Sunday My slightly late 2023 New Year’s resolutions, starting with deep gratitude that I am an American… My wife is my link to the heavens and to God. If she exists, all is well. No matter what she does, I…
Saturday — It’s a perfect day here in Beverly Hills. Blue skies. Light breeze. My pool is at 89 degrees. That’s the temperature I like. I learned that from Richard Nixon. He invited my father, mother, and me to Camp David…
Monday All morning long I had a nightmare. It would not stop. I was on the pier where we keep one of our boats in Sandpoint. I kept falling off and slipping under the water. But the water was not…
Wednesday An upsetting afternoon. I was quietly reading the news on my phone about a group of about 20 Palestinian terrorists, young people in their 20s, in a caravan of SUVs flying Palestinian flags. They pulled up in front of…
Sunday My wife loves to read mystery stories. She’s not in good health, and she spends most of each day lying in a sunny room in our house on the second floor, reading mystery novels. Recently, I walked into her…
Saturday An amazing day. I awakened to a scorching hot morning here in glorious Beverly Hills. I stumbled out of bed and plunged into my swimming pool. It was warm and welcoming. I swam back and forth for about half…
Monday A quick visit to downtown Beverly Hills to shop for gifts I cannot afford, then off to Pavilions, an immense grocery supermarket in the heart of West Hollywood, maybe five minutes from where I live. As I waited in…
Saturday It was a stupendously beautiful day here in Beverly Hills today. Not a cloud in the sky. Temperature in the low 70s. My swimming pool heater has been fixed, and the water is warm and inviting. But things are…