My father and I discuss our writing careers over a drink at Bar Callisto in a rather pompous manner

"Ok. Six days out of the week I email you with ideas, questions. Every two weeks we each write an op-ed piece. After two months we start writing a piece every week. At the end of four months, we meet in New Haven to discuss our progress." "And a winner? Is there a winner in this ridiculous little program?"

"The winner, Cara, is the American public."

The Pantheon

IMG_3053 In an effort to compete with J (who took the above and so many other great pictures) and his various hobbies, I have become completely obsessed with The Pantheon. I went back yesterday for my second visit because I can't get enough of that place. Somehow I don't think it's quite proper, or adequate, to say "I can't get enough of that place" about the Pantheon, as though I'm talking about the DSW shoe warehouse or something, but I'm serious. I'm completely in awe. It's worth a trip to Rome just to stand inside and stare up at that inconceivable dome and feel the power so much bigger than yourself - yes, literally and figuratively.