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Monthly Archives: July 2008

Amaretto Godsloe

I just woke up. It’s 4am. I just woke up from one of the most beautiful and tender dreams I’ve had in some time. I was the temporary caretaker of a very little girl. She must have been about five. I was in Las Vegas with co-workers, and friends I suppose. I was ill, sniffling [...]

Another attempt at routine exercise.

Today I went to the gym again. This is a good sign. It’s like the first bird poop of spring. On one hand I was up at 5am getting ready to kick my own ass against some mostly stationary metal objects, to be reminded by everything in the room how weak and flabby I am.  [...]

Carlton Banks > Ed Grimley > Early humiliations.

I’m sorry if your generation doesn’t have anybody like Carlton Banks. Before mine there was Maynard Krebs, whom I get a little bit, and Carol Burnett, whom I get, and before that Jack Benny, whom I LOVE (of late.) But my generation had Carlton Banks, among others. Except that I was just a tad too old for [...]