It was early evening. The free parking hour had arrived, increasing the popularity of the meter spaces — making grabbing one a challenge. We were up to it, won a parking space, and started our evening. Flanked by parking meters the sidewalk, a solar furnace in August, was punishingly hot …
Another RIP
It always frightens me to see men younger than my father falling like flies. I forgot who Alex Chilton was, my father reminded me in an email. The world remembers most fondly Big Star , so I’ll post the well known, but less heralded — not as cool piece, by …
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 …
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 …
