I decided to get off of Facebook in January. I thought about it for most of 2019, if not all of it. For the time prior, I had subscribed to the oft repeated mantra that it was a “necessary evil”, especially for networking and keeping in touch. It was not an easy decision but a smart one. My mother passed away the following month. We we thrown into a pandemic a few weeks later. Riots occurred not long after that. Excising myself from the myriad of opinions, memes, debates, vit

Marc Kaye, April 25, 2020 It’s been a long time since I’ve posted to this blog. Like “this just may be another one of those Marc things that just disappears forever” long time. I always felt that I may come back to it as my writing never stopped (though to be truly honest, it took a few long hiatuses). The one thing that a global quarantine has given everybody is more time to think – if we can pull ourselves away from whatever series we are binge watching at the moment (“Bett

I thought about writing every day for the past month. I was restless with thoughts of what I would write about, more than not reverting to a feeling that it was pointless. I ruminated in the dwelling of the everyday routine – caught between that split second when one emerges from sleep still not fully in the day and the flood that happens in the mind when the day takes its place in the week and the tasks and thoughts line up like soldiers waiting in line waiting for their num

“Feelings…nothing more than feelings.” Ok – that title is definitely showing my age (again) but as my son would say, “that’s the deal, yo”. My son had a friend over tonight and we all had dinner together – me, him and his friend and my daughter. I sat back and listened to them just talk, like normal teens do and I physically felt this tingling rush through my body. It’s the same thing that happens when my kids forget I’m in the car with them and they just are yakking away, in

Vegan, low carb and completely organic….just saying. If I never hear the phrase “follow your passion” one more time, it won’t be soon enough. First of all, depending on what your passion is (or who it may be), this can end you up in a legal situation and no one one needs that. Secondly, if every single one of us followed our passion, I suspect we wouldn’t have working sewage treatment plants, clean highways or confidently diagnosed proctology exams (not that proctology can’t

I have been pretty silent on this blog for the past few weeks. Despite having plenty to say, I felt like no matter what I tried to write, much like my discourse with friends and family, there was a hue of negativity. I am fighting hard against that, albeit not that successfully. I am not sure if it has to do with the holidays or the milieu of seemingly never ending uncertainty that surrounds me or a combination of both. I have been exercising, meditating, writing, playing mus

Time to be where you are. I had a great weekend for comedy. I was not with my kids and, as much as I joke about them in my writing, I always deal with a little depression when they are not around me for an extended (24 hour) period of time. The distraction of 3 comedy shows, friends and family this past weekend helped me rid of those feelings, if only temporarily. Not only was each show better than the last for me as a growing comedian, but also I found that I continue to hav

I think therefore I am (anxious). In honor of this past Independence Day Holiday, I am writing about me – again. I spent this past weekend back at my parents home with my kids and my sister and her family. As luck would have it, my neighbors growing up were also all home and it turned into this fantastic ad hoc reunion with lots of kids and fun and no timelines. It was fantastic and just what I needed. It was a physical and mental independence day from myself. It was at the e

I have been deliberately not thinking about the future lately – or at least my future. I think a lot about my kids’ futures – will divroced parents put them at a disadvantage for establishing healthy relationships themselves? Will the world they inherit be a healthy one, mentally and physically, and be empathetic to their individual struggles? Will I help guide them to find their true north and be authentic to who they are and find their passion but still be able to instill u

With the exception of a few close friends, not many people I know really know the true me. I think this is probably a safe bet to say in general. That’s what makes them close friends. However, when I decided to introduce myself to a new environment – one filled with comedians, writers and other creative types – it had a strange effect of feeling completely out of my comfort zone and, at the same time, like a fish finding it’s way back toward the sea. Originally, the only reas