Posted by Jeff Lipshaw
Son James and I went to New York City this past weekend to see daughter Arielle’s 
brilliant production of Tell It to Me Slowly in the NYC Fringe Festival. On the train home, James, snapped the picture of me at left and published it on Facebook, requiring that I come clean about the real reason for the trip: my auditioning for the role of the butler robot in a remake of Woody Allen’s Sleeper.
Oh, to experience the Orb and the Orgasmatron!
UPDATE: “Your son” in the comments is in fact “my son.” I was able to get access to the picture because 
my son-in-law, Simon, tagged me in James’ Facebook album, although ordinarily I do not have access because James refuses to “friend” me (his brother has taken the same stance). James explained this to me yesterday as his policy that he does not friend “adults.” I pointed out that he is 20 and therefore himself an adult. He clarified this to mean “adults of your generation.” I then pointed out that Simon, whom he did “friend” is only two years younger than his mother. His response was that by marrying his sister, Simon “married into” his generation. This kid has to go to law school. (BTW, the likeness to which James and Alan are referring in the comments – Lando Calrissian’s assistant, is the one at the lower left. I see the point.)
