Neither my mom nor my dad ever bought me any comic books. Certainly not for Christmas. I suspect that doing so would have violated the Parents' Code. Michael Dirda bookbuychristmas Change image and share on social
A job should bring enough for a worker and family to live on, but after that, self-realization, the exercise of one's gifts and talents, is what truly matters. Michael Dirda bringexercisefamily Change image and share on social
Once upon a time, I sat in my mother's lap as she turned the pages of Golden Books, and I gradually learned to read. Michael Dirda bookgoldengradually Change image and share on social
In my younger days, I used to visit record shops and covet boxed sets of Beethoven symphonies, Wagner operas, Bach cantatas, Mozart piano concertos. Only rarely was I able to find the money for such luxuries. Michael Dirda bachbeethovenbox share on social
With concerted effort, I can follow written instructions, but don't ask me to simply grasp how to operate a smartphone. Michael Dirda concertedeffortfollow Change image and share on social
I once read that in vaudeville, it was often the straight guy who got paid more than the comic because that's the tougher job. He has to set up the jokes in just the right way. Michael Dirda comicguyjob Change image and share on social
Close friends, or those in my pay, sometimes call me a literary polymath, while others say that I'm just a shallow dilettante, superficial and breezy, with a faux-naif style. Michael Dirda breezycallclose Change image and share on social
Near my desk, I keep a large plastic carton filled with fresh notebooks and stationery of various kinds, sizes, and qualities. Michael Dirda cartondeskfill Change image and share on social
My own particular feline companion answers, or rather doesn't answer, to Cinnamon. One of my kids must have given her the name, even though she's mostly gray and white. Michael Dirda answercinnamoncompanion Change image and share on social
To my mind, 'Dear Brutus' stands halfway between Shakespeare's 'A Midsummer Night's Dream' and Stephen Sondheim and James Lapine's 'Into the Woods'. Like them, it is a play about enchantment and disillusion, dreams and reality. Michael Dirda brutusdeardisillusion share on social
