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It was autumn; night came early.  We were roaming Greenwich Village, college sophomores who knew not their limitations nor believed in any.  I had never seen the City, but Barry’d been…

Posted on Oct. 08, 2002[0]print

I’m not artsy.  Regardless, I do occasionally do art-oriented things....  courtesy of da lovely bomb, smoldering hotter than ever……

Posted on Oct. 09, 2002[0]print

When I was a tyke I wasn’t too impressed with the idea that everybody puts on pants one leg at a time, so I figured out…

Posted on Oct. 09, 2002[0]print

Beware the powerful wisdom of the intelligent mind!

Posted on Oct. 09, 2002[0]print

now i know what people are looking for when they find me.  i just don’t…

Posted on Oct. 09, 2002[0]print

isn’t it about damn time to throw another egg at the RECIPE CORNER?

So you think you’re too good for french toast, do you?  You’re probably right, it’s usually…

Posted on Oct. 09, 2002[0]print

have i been away?  or have you simply lost track of the here i occupy?  no, you’re right, i’ve been away.  the…

Posted on Oct. 15, 2002[0]print

I am led to believe that starfish have no brains.  They have a sucking orifice and a horny beak, but no higher functions.  I wouldn’t hold it against them, though.  I’d never ask my starfish…

Posted on Oct. 16, 2002[0]print

Yesterday my plane landed at Burbank at 8 am and we took a shuttle downtown.  We got off the freeway at Hill Street and drove through Chinatown.  As we passed a pedestrian mall surmounted…

Posted on Oct. 16, 2002[0]print

Last tuesday was boy’s night out at the GAMH (with the notable exception of the exotic and lovely Helena).  I left work late and went…

Posted on Oct. 16, 2002[0]print

- How’s it going?
- Fine.
- Can I lend a hand?
- No, I’m okay.
- I just meant, if I could help -
- Didn’t I just tell you I’m fine?

Posted on Oct. 18, 2002[0]print

We were leaving the car a few blocks from their apartment.  As we stepped into the brisk evening a sign beckoned to us both from across the street: ‘All Pies 1/2 Off.’ We knew these…

Posted on Oct. 21, 2002[0]print

She stood in the lobby, waiting in her stretch beige pants suit. I had only been told that she needed to talk to a manager; I was pretty sure I wasn’t whom she wanted, but maybe I could help her figure…

Posted on Oct. 21, 2002[0]print

The miracle of modern technology has yet to trickle all the way down to the hut, so Pea’s incisive pie comment didn’t come up in an accessible way.  But here

Posted on Oct. 21, 2002[0]print

all I have to say is 100 things about myself - check the sidebar and drink hearty

Posted on Oct. 22, 2002[0]print

The crazy thing is that the streetlights do go out around me.  Not all of them, not all the time, but often enough that people who’ve known me for years see it happen when we’re together…

Posted on Oct. 24, 2002[0]print

I always loved the freight elevators built into the sidewalks.  On my way to work I see the city waking up, some poor souls already stressed and clenched, walking like they missed a meeting, weaving…

Posted on Oct. 24, 2002[0]print

It’s been a few days since the concert, but that’s only given us more time to reflect on our gratitude, dude.  Sourdo’h and Hapless did us a huge and generous favor, and it turned…

Posted on Oct. 30, 2002[0]print

Here’s the story that broke my heart.  Chad came downstairs to find his parents waking up in front of the television in their southern Maryland home.  “Did they catch the sniper?”…

Posted on Oct. 30, 2002[0]print

Maybe I should be concerned that so much of what I find noteworthy in my quotidian life occurs on or around the bus.  Then again, if I don’t want to engage in gossip or onanism, most of my…

Posted on Oct. 31, 2002[0]print

it was 1:30 am and I wasn’t yet ready to sleep, so I wrote it up and it looked like this.

Tonight I watched the hordes walk past, then Tanja came and drove away with me - I’d helped…

Posted on Nov. 01, 2002[0]print

- Would you please speak up?
- You don’t need to snap at me.
- I get tired of asking.  You know I can never understand you when you talk like that.
- You mean in my normal…

Posted on Nov. 02, 2002[0]print

CABLE CARS
These are claimed to be America’s (or the U.S’s) only moving national historic landmark. …

Posted on Nov. 04, 2002[0]print

I was going to be named David.  My maternal uncle Dick (yes that’s right, maternal dick, he has ovaries and an inviting bosom, don’t make this more difficult for him than it already…

Posted on Nov. 06, 2002[0]print

Hey guess what?  I’VE DUMPED ENETATION.  It’s not bad enough that they go down, but now I can’t even access them directly.  By moving on to Haloscan I’m losing…

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here’s a resource that sometimes provides just the word you didn’t know you needed - and sometimes not…

Posted on Nov. 06, 2002[0]print

I guess I pander to a wide audience: search strings include this as well as…

Posted on Nov. 06, 2002[0]print

Despite my best intentions, circumstances have intervened to keep me from my blogging for nearly a week.  I don’t know how you feel about that, but it rankles the hell out of me.  I…

Posted on Nov. 11, 2002[0]print

Air travel is now a part of my regularized life more than it’s ever been before.  Back when I’d only fly every few years, the airport was a semi-magical portal for me. And by the airport,…

Posted on Nov. 11, 2002[0]print

I’m glad I got to work early on Thursday and that I worked through lunch and focused on my burgeoning duties and obligations.  By doing so I justified departing for home one hour early, time…

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