Monthly Archives: September 2017

THE BELLMORE BREAKOUTS or HOW TO BE A BAD A FRIEND

Posted on September 29, 2017 by mrdvmp

I have mentioned him before in passing, but one of the few friends I had in New York during my astoundingly awkward seventh grade year was a kid named Jamie. I have to assume since he was buddies with a … Continue reading →

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RACING HURRY-CANES TOO

Posted on September 22, 2017 by mrdvmp

Back in the late summer of 1992, Hurricane Andrew was bearing down on Miami like a middle aged just-divorced sleazy swinger in a leisure suit eyeballing the singles bar’s newest bimbo wearing a two-sizes too-small skin-tight mini and a poofy coif … Continue reading →

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SOME BASTARD NAMED ANDREW IS KNOCKING ON THE DOOR

Posted on September 15, 2017 by mrdvmp

On Friday August 21st 1992 I was playing in the calm clear water off Miami Beach. As usual, I re-re-applied mountains of sunscreen on my shoulders, back and chest but did not yet have to slather the top of my … Continue reading →

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CHILDLIKE CHILDLESSNESS

Posted on September 8, 2017 by mrdvmp

I have not reproduced. I’m not sure if that is a good or bad thing but it has worked for me thus far. When discussing my lack of sowing my seed someone inevitably makes the old joke ‘well no kids … Continue reading →

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A WAVE OF HOUSTON HEAD TRIPS

Posted on September 1, 2017 by mrdvmp

Two things I should clear up fast. Things suck in Houston right now. Dallas is nowhere near Houston. Ohio is closer to Washington DC then I am to the catastrophic floods. So I appreciate the concern from far away friends … Continue reading →

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