Monthly Archives: November 2018

SALIVA PITH

After a few polite greetings and some innocuous small talk, the long haired Asian woman that I’d never met before, escorted me to the private small room where we would spend the next 45 minutes together.  Once inside, I contorted … Continue reading

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MY MANGLED MEAL MEMORIES

Flicking peas across our huge dinner table at my sister was just one of the many ways obnoxious young little Dan tormented his older siblings. In those days, Mom pinched every penny she could to stretch the dollars Dad made … Continue reading

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POURIN’ ONE FOR MY HEBREW HOMIES

I just pictured a pair of young really rough looking aggressive face-tattooed bleak-futured gang-banging illegal-gun toting drug-using murderous gangsta-rapper wannabes. In order to make a descriptive point, I’ve been trying to conjure up an image of the diametric opposite of … Continue reading

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HAPPY CLOCK CHANGE DAY

I’m a few days late but Happy Clock Change Day! To most folks in this computerized connected era, the conclusion of Daylight Saving’s Time is not a big deal. Thanks to Bill Gate’s gremlins, the ghostly reach of Mr. Jobs, and the … Continue reading

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THE LOST TIM AND MY DANCE WITH NARCISISSMA

There is obviously room for debate when re-re-telling a story from a not particularly sober night over 35 years ago. In the best of circumstances, time and perspective are often responsible for giving the facts and details a quick mix … Continue reading

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