I have a real soft spot for the music of thirties — and there was, of course, a great leap forward in technology between the scratchy records of hte twenties and the relatively good sounding records of the 30s. Also, … Continue reading
Christmas 1983 was stormy and wet. One storm would blow out and another would be on its heels. The occasional shaft of sunlight poking through the clouds seemed like a miraculous reassurance. It was wet and I was soggy most … Continue reading
The headline caught my eye as I scanned Google News: “Wise men testify to dragon’s virgin birth,” a story about a parthenogenic Komodo dragon at the London Zoo. No, too on the nose for a few days before Christmas, I … Continue reading
America loves a survivor. Unless he’s camping in the park behind America’s house. Now, don’t get me wrong… I ran off a lot of derelicts in my old neighborhood. They tended to be asleep behind my garage, in a very … Continue reading
I was just a kid when I wrote this. To the best of my ability to remember, I think it’s about my first puppy love broken heart. The two women who would probably think they knew who it was about … Continue reading
