I’ve been waiting for the rain to stop and the heat to start for months. Now that the weather’s nice, I feel like a zombie. Brain dead. All I want to do is lie here and veg until it’s time to get into the Hornitos and watch some baseball. It[…] Read On
Described a marital fight to a friend today. “Why do you fight?” she said. That was the second time she’d asked me that question. My reaction both times was, Doesn’t everyone? You mean you guys don’t? What’s wrong with you? I didn’t say that out loud, but that’s what I[…] Read On
“What was that for?” she said, eyebrows crossed. “What was what for?” I replied, instantly on alert that I’d done something bad. “That laugh,” she said, clearly pissed off. “You laughed at me.” “Nothing,” I said, scrambling for solid ground. “I just walked in and saw you sitting there eating[…] Read On
I’m a constant source of embarrassment. I am aware that John Malkovich recently said that – about himself, not me. I don’t care; I said it first. I did. Really. Being a constant source of embarrassment is not nearly as much fun as it sounds. I mean, it is at[…] Read On
As a boy growing up in Brooklyn my dad would take me into the city with him to run errands. Every three weeks like clockwork we’d get up early Saturday morning, hop on the F-Train and head for downtown Manhattan. That’s where my folks grew up, where we used to[…] Read On
In case you haven’t noticed I’m a storyteller who’s lived a relatively interesting life, especially back in the 70s and 80s. Actually the 90s were pretty wild too. Hmm, and the 00s, now that was a good time. Come to think of it, just last week … never mind. You[…] Read On
I tried to watch President Trump’s primetime address and the democratic response last night but couldn’t get through it. Two reasons. First, I knew it didn’t matter what Trump said or what the response was. Nothing would come of it so why bother? Second, the reason behind America’s political divide[…] Read On