“You have turned for me my mourning into dancing: you have put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness.” — Psalms 30:11
Author: Scott Bowles
When thrown correctly, the knuckleball is the hardest pitch to hit in baseball. Apparently, it defies most laws of motion. While every other pitch in the human arsenal — fastball, curve, slider, change up, etc. — relies on spin to give a ball movement, a knuckleball is thrown with none, allowing gravity and physics …
Jon Stewart exits The Daily Show tonight aloft so many laurels you’d think he was being escorted to the farewell ship of The Lord of the Rings. But there are three groups whose reaction I await as much as I dread Stewart’s departure. * The first is Comedy Central. How do you replace a show that …
My sister told me on Mother’s Day that I was going to be a father. Wait. That sounds awfully hillbilly-esque. Let me rephrase. In May, Caroline told me that birds were constructing a nest on my back patio. I was surprised to hear. Normally Esme stands pretty firm in her patrol of the house, which she …
After more than 15 years, I went into a Dunkin’ Donuts. Or, more accurately, acquiesced to go after a friend threatened driving into a tree if we did not stop there for dessert. It’s not that I don’t like Dunkin’, or any other food in donut form. I think donuts should be on the USDA’s list …
A buddy of mine has a daughter, now about five. The first newborn I’d ever held, Audrey was. Now, she is razor sharp, like her moms n’ pops. I visited them recently, impromptu pizza. Usually, we do magic together, a vanishing act where she materializes from the ether. “Do you want to do the magic …
Michael should be 50 today. I should be giving him shit about AARP. He didn’t quite make it, 47. Brain tumor, angry and aggressive and an appetite to die for. But at least twice a week, I want to call him, to chat documentaries or The Simpsons or The Braves or how much worse the …
The sterile, white walls of the UCLA Medical Center beckoned me through her emergency room doors again recently. Only this time, for once, I got to see the behemoth vertically, with a peripheral view. Normally, it’s the horizontal perspective of fluorescent lights you enjoy from the gurney. But I was there with friends who …
The Hollywood Bowles 