In Travel . . .
05.28.2009
For me, the earthquake helped get my mind off the fact that I had lost my Blackberry somewhere on the beach earlier that day. I was feeling kind of down about that, and the prospect of a crushing death under fallen debris helped put the whole thing in perspective.
04.17.2009
And the worries we brought with us too melted, but still formed pools on the surface, making it clear to us that a longer break was needed.
10.29.2008
And speaking of pure, this is about the point in the evening when we were picked up by a wedding-white stretch Hummer, tremendous in its indecency. Inside, multi-colored laser lights danced on the ceiling and in our hair as we sipped OJ and Peach Vodka from plastic champagne flutes while reclining on those magnificent dark seats.
09.15.2008
Friday was a 26-hour day that began in the dark hours of morning at Newark Airport and ended at a North Beach strip club. The devil built Columbus and Broadway out of discarded bottles of original sin, brother. And he called it good. Believe.
08.14.2008
One of my favorite things to dwell upon is travel, especially of the air variety. But this time, I've got a new source for my Fret: Honey.
04.09.2008
Despite a talkative rooster, or maybe because of him, our trip to San Pancho was quite great. And a wonderful reprieve from a New Jersey that's still having temperatures in the 30s and 40s.
03.04.2008
And, on the other side, Harleys rumbling in the parking lot. Tattoos on display. Double D moms with "Don't Be Jealous" t-shirts. Suburban grey-beard banker bikers, bandana'd and leather-vested and flaunting their mid-life crises a month or two early.
04.06.2007
Let's say the Duke just spent a few nights in a Mexican prison. Now you get the picture.
08.10.2006
OK. I hate to do this, but let me just take a moment to be a shining example of the kind of spoiled American attitude that makes terrorists cringe . . .
07.19.2006
Unlike my last post, this one is will be short and sweet.
In Friends . . .
05.28.2009
For me, the earthquake helped get my mind off the fact that I had lost my Blackberry somewhere on the beach earlier that day. I was feeling kind of down about that, and the prospect of a crushing death under fallen debris helped put the whole thing in perspective.
04.29.2009
Also, I have to add that one of the great things that happens when one of my good friends gets married is I end up meeting a bunch of other people who I also really like. Because close friends of close friends have a way of getting along. Or maybe it just helped that we were inebriated the entire weekend and that we started things off at a titty bar.
11.24.2008
Paul wrote on my wall: We're almost halfway to 70. How do you feel? I wrote back: When I look at it that way ... not good.
10.23.2008
But life has brought us to the Garden State and, I've got to say, aside from the constant ache I feel in my ass from being repeatedly violated by our township on our property taxes every three months, it ain't all that bad up here. Still, there has been something missing from our lives. Something that used to bring us great joy and that we really took for granted for so long ...
09.15.2008
Friday was a 26-hour day that began in the dark hours of morning at Newark Airport and ended at a North Beach strip club. The devil built Columbus and Broadway out of discarded bottles of original sin, brother. And he called it good. Believe.
07.16.2008
A little plug for a friend's band, who could open for Coldplay.
07.14.2008
When I finally made it downstairs, shaking and about ten pounds lighter than I was the night before, the first of my neighbors began showing up with their July 4th game faces on, all full of energy and wondering what the hell kind of party this was where everybody was chewing Rolaids and talking about hairs on dogs and squinting at each other from behind sunglasses under drizzly skies.
03.12.2008
Last week, I stepped out of my comfort zone a bit and joined a group called Thirty-Something Bloggers.
03.04.2008
And, on the other side, Harleys rumbling in the parking lot. Tattoos on display. Double D moms with "Don't Be Jealous" t-shirts. Suburban grey-beard banker bikers, bandana'd and leather-vested and flaunting their mid-life crises a month or two early.
08.20.2007
Dallas last week is now a whirl of memories, all good.
In Family . . .
05.28.2009
For me, the earthquake helped get my mind off the fact that I had lost my Blackberry somewhere on the beach earlier that day. I was feeling kind of down about that, and the prospect of a crushing death under fallen debris helped put the whole thing in perspective.
05.13.2008
Clearly, being in this state of bare-chestedness was one of those things only boys could do, along with the awesome faculty to pee while standing up. Damn we were lucky.
04.28.2008
And I keep thinking that maybe one day I'll peel back that one final layer and I'll be able to see clearly and say with some authority that this, this is Clarence ... but the bottom line is I will never know this man. I will die and he will remain a mystery to me.
03.04.2008
And, on the other side, Harleys rumbling in the parking lot. Tattoos on display. Double D moms with "Don't Be Jealous" t-shirts. Suburban grey-beard banker bikers, bandana'd and leather-vested and flaunting their mid-life crises a month or two early.
02.26.2008
This past Christmas, during a group outing to the mall to put Christmas money to good use, C's mom wound up buying "The Story So Far", a 2-CD "Best Of" compilation of Rod Stewart hits. My outward reaction to this purchase was cool, non-committal enthusiasm. Inwardly, however, my reaction was ...
08.20.2007
Dallas last week is now a whirl of memories, all good.
12.27.2006
I'm back home. In DC. We flew in last night. And even though I truly loved seeing friends and family in Dallas, I am very relieved to be back on the east coast again. I feel grounded. I woke to the familiar sounds of car horns and sirens this morning, which kind of gave me a warm fuzzy feeling. And I'm ready to re-train my legs on how to do this thing called walking.
11.23.2006
Things to be thankful for this Thanksgiving.
07.03.2006
And when it really comes down to it, isn't that what America is all about? Hot dogs, apple pie, and Rocky IV?
06.05.2006
We've spent the last several days in the Bay Area for Catherine's dad's 60th birthday. Needless to say, it was a festive weekend, filled with way too much eating and drinking.
In Dallas . . .
03.27.2009
On my days off, I'd visit Juan. It was like my day at school. Because I was young and new to bartending. And Juan, who was a good ten years my senior, worked at one of the busiest Mexican cantinas in Dallas. He was, unequivocally, a bad-ass. And I felt like if I put in enough time observing him, that I too would be a bad-ass.
03.04.2008
And, on the other side, Harleys rumbling in the parking lot. Tattoos on display. Double D moms with "Don't Be Jealous" t-shirts. Suburban grey-beard banker bikers, bandana'd and leather-vested and flaunting their mid-life crises a month or two early.
08.20.2007
Dallas last week is now a whirl of memories, all good.
12.27.2006
I'm back home. In DC. We flew in last night. And even though I truly loved seeing friends and family in Dallas, I am very relieved to be back on the east coast again. I feel grounded. I woke to the familiar sounds of car horns and sirens this morning, which kind of gave me a warm fuzzy feeling. And I'm ready to re-train my legs on how to do this thing called walking.
12.13.2006
This morning I went for an early morning walk in my mom's neighborhood.
12.08.2006
I'm not a migratory creature. At least not in practice.
11.19.2006
So it took the Cowboys to finally rope in the Colts.
11.07.2006
The data is a little out of date, but it looks like if you're from LA, you might start investing in a new lung now . . .
10.12.2006
In the battle over largest Texas cities, I've always rooted for Houston, since that's where I grew up.
11.21.2005
Some things I plan to do while in Dallas.
and Bill Evans
Comments
miss all you guys.
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