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Could’ve Should’ve Etc.

This is the Chiclets Mansion, also known as the Thomas Adams, Jr. House, at 119 Eighth Avenue in Park Slope, Brooklyn. I lived here for a spell in 2004 and even wrote about the experience. The mansion is converted in to apartments, and mine was just below the attic level and seen as the four […]

Dead Carlin In ’12

Disappointed in Obama and feel that you got short-changed on your Hope and Change? Frightened by the prospect of having a guy named ‘Mitt’ in the White House? Sick of being of reasonable mind in the middle and knowing that no candidate you might back would ever make it to the final ballot? Disgusted by […]

Occupy Zuccotti Park

What a gloriously perplexing place America must be to the outsider visiting for the first time. This was my thought yesterday, waking to an Internet news blurb about the actor Joseph Son, a super-sized martial arts expert who fulfilled the American Dream by landing a solid role as Mike Meyers’ henchman, Random Task, in the […]

Kutcher Jobs Report

So Steve Jobs died. I know this because Facebook is flooded with hundreds of postings noting his greatness and the personal impact he had on the lives of ordinary Internet users. There are clever iconic images using his profile in place of the bite taken out of the side of an apple, and cartoons depicting […]

Dot, Dot, Dot.

Herb Caen, the much-celebrated, pre-Internet columnist for the San Francisco Chronicle, used ellipses to separate the segments of his daily writing and called his work “three-dot journalism.” It was really just a device to string together a series of unrelated, gossipy blurbs, and call it a column. And it worked. Success, in whichever form it […]

Shit Happens

I have something in common with Brett Pill, the San Francisco Giant who recently put a mild spark into what has been an otherwise difficult season for the team by hitting a home run in his first major league at bat. I, too, homered in my first at bat while playing Wii Baseball with my […]

Golden Age Of Dzundza

I watched The Deer Hunter the other night – for the first time, really. I’d seen it on Showtime when I was a kid, back when uncut films playing on pay television were a novelty. I realized, revisiting it, that I’d never watched it through to completion. It was a conversation about George Dzundza, of […]

Texas Weather

 

Road To Gila Bend

I got nothing. Not literally, of course; I’m not so oblivious as to discredit family, friends, or my general good fortune. But sometimes it’s reflexive – the first thing that pops into your head when trying to think of something to write or offer something to say. I got nothing. “I’ve” would be the correct […]

Karmic 45

I spotted the Crazy Lady from my building yesterday while doing some grocery shopping at the market next door. Any building numbering over fifty apartments in New York City is issued one crazy lady by code. It’s right there on the ledger .. go ahead and look. The problem with this requirement is that crazy […]