The beginning of the third trilogy was popping the question Diana and I were living together in sin at the first of my three apartments at 630 East Capitol Street, Washington DC where love and unemployment were in the air. We had met when I appeared to be a hot shot, but wasn’t, a political […]
“We had two 3-ring notebooks in the office – Bob Price, fresh from his ministerial training, labeled the one with the Regulations the Mishnah and the one with the Interpretive Memoranda the Gemara. “But we didn’t use the Act much – we mainly used the Regulations instead. We had a subscription so the Selective Service […]
My life or death issue Resolved; Move over Rolling Stones—Satisfaction is Mine I am a 72 year old paraplegic, I do not have spleen and have a COPD diagnosis. Critically, I needed to have the battery for my pacemaker replaced within the next month or I will get very sick. My pacemaker keeps me alive, […]
Unfortunately, Kunstler was the worst kind of attorney for this kind of thing because his outlook was ideological; mine was keeping my ass out of jail. Plus, my worried mother flew up from Florida distraught by the predicament her only son had gotten into seeking solace from my attorney and she nearly received too much. When my mother’s eyes hit Kunstler’s, sexual sparks hit the air. I am convinced they would have done it before my eyes were there not four black panthers in the waiting room.
Raisin d’être a.k.a Why now? Premise Prelude to a draft speech Email to Bess Levin, Vanity Fair I love you Bess Today, Sunday, March 22, 2020 Dateline Lycoming County, Pennsylvania ( two miles from Williamsport City line), I am in the process of composing a Trump resignation speech. ####Premise: The Donald finds a quantity of LSD […]
The Corona virus appears, when least expected, In this case in my memories of my first “real” job now 50 years ago. “O tempora! O mores!”,as that old windbag Cicero once exclaimed. Today, I watched as a noted epidemiologist observed that each individual’s reaction to the pandemic is unique. You ain’t kidding bub. Enter Hunter […]
How much weirder will our experience with the Corona virus get? I awoke this morning in the residential hotel where I live in rural Rust Belt PA to read in the LA Times that the Canadian border will be closed ( nearly air tight). Instantly, Willie Nelson singing “We guard the Canadian border” popped into […]
In 1963, when I was a sophomore at Cheltenham House School in suburban Philadelphia, I first listened to Dylan Thomas read this, his most famous poem. My biology teacher had “punished” me by expelling me for a week for egregiously reading in class. For a solid week, I was in bliss at my school’s excellent […]