Share if… you never want New Orleans to flood again.
Share if… your pets drive you crazy but you love them anyway.
Share if… you think mornings are too long.
Share if… you don’t think the school cafeteria aide should force children to eat everything on their trays.
Share if… … you think Madison should be able to take her pit bull to the prom. Read More
Peter Marino, Therapist
Everyone knows that in a crisis, a pamphlet can help.
My most recent therapy practice (Trickle Down Counseling) is temporarily not accepting new clients or serving established clients. Having lost the lease on my office space in addition to suffering foreclosure on my storage unit, I find myself with an abundance of the following short publications that I have authored based on important topics my clients have brought to our sessions over the years. Gender-neutral pronouns are used in titles for inclusion.
For a small fee of $5 each (which includes postage and handling), I can arrange for them to be mailed directly to you. Please indicate by number which pamphlet(s) you would like. Do not request downloads as they will not reduce the paper burden I am experiencing.
I have arranged the pamphlets by most popular category:
Death and Dying
001 When Someone You Never Liked Dies… Read More
Here's to 2016. The month is not even half over and I've broken none of these resolutions yet:
1) Stop napping in the middle of the day, especially in class or while driving.
2) Select healthier, more nutritious sugary desserts. Read More
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year one and all! I hate to resort to the infamous "newsletter," but seeing as I have been so busy lately (despite my continued unemployment and crippling bouts of depression that render me almost totally inactive), and seeing as there are so many of you for me to write to, I thought this the most efficient choice.
2015 was memorable for us because in January National Grid shut off our power for non-payment of bills. It was a strained time, but as a family we tried to make the best of it. It was actually rather fun deciding what furniture to burn for heat and cooking purposes, and we grew closer as a family while bundled up together by the dining room fire... Read More
Please join Lilly, Ryan, and Baby _______???? for our
GENDER REVEAL PARTY
Friday, September 12 at our home at
27 Southwick Meadows East
What We Will Eat: We will celebrate the revealing of our yet-to-be-born-baby’s gender with —yes—“birthday” cake!
Creative snacks are welcome. Emma, how about your gingerbread “men” with pink or blue trim? (We’ll eat them even if you’re wrong!) And it would be great if someone could make a round loaf of rainbow bread to look like Lilly’s belly, but only a pink and blue rainbow!
Because of its proximity to the Holy Days, Lilly suggested a matzo search, even though no one in our circle is Jewish. One of the matzos will have a slip of paper inside that says, “It’s a ______!”
What Games We Will Play: We will totally play Might It Be…? in which guests have to suggest androgynous names (i.e. “Might it be Lee?”) Read More
September 1, 2015
1. What if my neighbor has a pet python, and it gets loose?
2. There has got to be some way to collect all the man-made space debris orbiting the earth.
3. Mold is the biggest problem with owning a house.
4. How many people do I know that wear glasses all the time? Just for reading?
5. How many people in my department have PhDs? Facial hair? Read More
Alistair Cooke once said, It would be a crime against nature for any generation to take the world crisis so solemnly that it put off enjoying those things for which we were designed in the first place: the opportunity to do good work, to enjoy friends, to fall in love, to hit a ball, and to bounce a baby. To stuff at least two cider donuts from Saratoga Apple into your mouth while they’re hot, even if you’re driving... Read More
I really wish there were a standard line I could use, as people do in break-ups like, “It's not you, it’s me.”
In this case, it’s not you, it’s your genre. Read More
I always want to encourage young writers, and what I’m trying to do in this class is establish a community of writers. I hate for any negativity to go down. But I need to say, how to put this? Surprised, I guess, was what I was. That they were so short. Really, really short... Read More
My father had been ripped from my life when I was young, killed leading a cow from our barn on West 89th Street in Manhattan to our pasture along Riverside Drive. Although I was too young to remember it, that terrible day we had lost a father, a husband, and our urban-agricultural zoning permit... Read More
I have been dating a guy who is great for about a year now. We click on so many levels. The problem is... Read More
I want to believe in your heaven, I really do. It sounds very high concept, very accommodating, and stress free; and also free, as in no admission fee. However... Read More