Hello, Old Friend
Hey, how’s it going. Good? Cool. Awful? Understandable. Your stomach hurts? Welcome to the club. No, it’s not the club that the soda is named after. You’re thinking of the Kildare Street Club.… Continue reading
Hey, how’s it going. Good? Cool. Awful? Understandable. Your stomach hurts? Welcome to the club. No, it’s not the club that the soda is named after. You’re thinking of the Kildare Street Club.… Continue reading
For years, I’ve been in a really bad slump. Actually, to be fair, the pandemic put us all in a slump and I was no exception. My writers block was a long time… Continue reading
About a year ago, on a drive back to New York from Michigan, I passed by an onion truck. That was literally all it was. No other produce, no other product, just pallets… Continue reading
Hey Beer Leaguers! Remember when I said that Amanda was going to beat Colin because he would be too focused on getting a tie? Look what happened. Remember when I said that Zook… Continue reading
After yet another year of being as overbearing and annoying as possible, I’m somehow still married to the woman that I love. That’s what’s up! I know, I’m surprised too. Joking aside, it’s… Continue reading
Day Three Sixty-FiveIt’s a landfill of contentBut which ones stood out? My wife is the bestI remember Jolt ColaAnd get tinnitus I drive through MidtownAnd celebrate the Good NewsWhile musing on chance I… Continue reading
Good Moleman. Hey Dolph, take a memo on your Newton: “Beat Up Martin”. “Pray For Mojo”. Bah! It’s Friday, September 17th, Twenty Two 1. The weather in Astoria is 74˚ & Pantone 17-5104… Continue reading
Oh snap, it’s the last Thursday that I’ll ever have to beg someone to pick a prompt for me! Err, well, that’s not exactly true, because I love doing this shit. But this… Continue reading
– I’m having a blocky day, which is a sad thing to admit considering that I only have 7 days of the project to go. You’d think I’d be chomping at the bit… Continue reading
I don’t like writing obituaries and tributes. For starters, I’m no good at it. Nobody should have to be good at it. In a perfect world, it would never be necessary. Nothing I’m… Continue reading