Familiar Strangers In My Head
For a good thirty years, I didn’t dream. Well, that’s not actually true because we all dream, but, for thirty years, I rarely remembered my dreams. I dreamed plenty up until I was five or six, so I was...
View ArticleA Hole In The Middle Of Summer
Last summer, I noted that I’d watched Major League Baseball’s All-Star game for the first time in years. This summer, I mostly ignored the game again. I watched a bit of the home run derby competition...
View ArticleI’d Rather Let The House Burn Down And Sit Here In My Own Filth
As a kid, I wasted a lot of time hanging with an odd schoolmate whose mother taught bellydancing and father looked like Mike Brady mostly for the opportunity to play Pong. I must have been ten or so...
View ArticleJune 5, 1982
As part of a semi-recurring series, I thought that I’d pull up the Billboard Hot 100 for this corresponding week from a year in the early ’80s and note the songs that were debuts. I’m opting with 1982...
View ArticleJuly 9, 1983
As we stretch into another week of high temperatures in triple digits, thinking is a challenge. (it’s easy to be distracted by the bead of sweat rolling down my nose) So, it’s time to pull up an old...
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