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Is It Lost? Or Am I Loosing It?

         After recently downward dogging it in front of my yoga class with my shorts inside out, I ought to be embarrassed enough to avoid going back to the gym. But because I seek balance—in spirit and between the jeans I like to fit into...

Tennis Star-Crossed Lovers

So we know Andre Agassi married Stefi Graf in 2001 (and remains married to her, with a son and daughter) but did you know he always had a thing for her? Talk about foreshadowing! At about the mid-way point, after Agassi has finally won his first...

Bye, Bye Brain

After recently downward dogging it in front of my yoga class with my shorts inside out, I ought to be embarrassed enough to avoid going back to the gym. But because I seek balance—in spirit and between the jeans I like to fit into and...

Saving Andre

"One cannot always tell what it is that keeps us shut in, confines us, seems to bury us, but still one feels certain barriers, certain gates, certain walls. Is all this imagination, fantasy? I do not think so. And then one asks: My God! Is...

Esquire’s Interview with Agassi

Happy Free-for-all-Friday! The LOL only have about two weeks until our meeting to discuss Open and I'm only half way through the book, so I better not blog on forever. There's reading to be done. Meanwhile, here's a link to an interesting, brief interview from this...

Embarrassed? Blame your brain

I read the StyleWatch editions of People, but lately I’ve been questioning myself. Despite my best efforts, my daughter will not hesitate to flash the fashion-police badge assigned to all teenage girls and cry, “Unlawful outfit!” But just because the occasional get-up isn't great (except the...

Father Figure

So as I'm reading Open, tennis superstar, Andre Agassi's autobiography, something interesting occurs to me. While this  a tell-all and tell- it-candidly, non-fiction sports memoir and the LOL just completed, Annabel, the deeply moving, beautifully imagined fictional work of Kathleen Winter, one might think there...

Well, that was Embarrassing!

I have reached the age where it takes sooo much more than a little slop of wine down the front of my blouse or a piece of parsley between my front teeth to embarrass me, but I recently wore something out in public that should...

Not Your Typical Jock-Autobio Fare

...So says the Los Angeles Times of Andre Agassi's autobiography, Open... "Not your typical jock-autobio fare. This literate and absorbing book is, as the title baldly states, Agassi's confessional, a wrenching chronicle of his lifelong search for identity and serentity, on and off the court." I...

A Moment for Molly…and More

While I'm really getting into our latest book, Open, by Andre Agassi, it's Free-For-All-Friday and today finds me making tribute to a few of my friends and the faithful companions they've recently lost. Life is funny, isn't it? The way it comes in waves. Over the...