Tag Archives: Death

Life Is Like A Bowl of Cherries

I’m laying around fee­ling ill, the result of dow­ning a bowl of che­rries while watching Paul McCart­ney, here to claim what’s left of the Beat­les Cata­log, on David Let­ter­man.
I’m thin­king, though not deeply, about death. The grand­father of a good friend died today. Fune­rals are sad, death not neces­sa­rily so. Some­ti­mes death is a

Spain Has The Bulls We Have Black Friday

I was sit­ting here rea­ding my local paper where the fea­tu­red story, with accom­pan­ying pho­to­graphs, was about Black Fri­day and the lines out side of Best Buy, Cir­cuit City, and Kohls, when I came across the story of a man killed and a women who mis­ca­rried at a Wal­mart Stam­pede this mor­ning.
A 34-year-old man