I knew Lucy was just a fling. She came after a slow, steady relationship with a Raleigh who, after a year of hard riding and iciness, just couldn’t bear me any more.
Lucy was different. She could put up with the bad moods, the give-and-take, and even up to 5 other friends. I knew she couldn’t [...]
Archive for the ‘The Adventures of Me (and other players)’ Category
5 Sep
Better to Have Loved And Lost?
22 Aug
Tour de US
My friend Jason is a US citizen, but grew up most of his life in Germany. Two weeks ago Achi,* one of his best-friends-since-childhood whom I met when I was in Germany a few years ago, came over to the US for three weeks. Two of those weeks he is spending in Wisconsin and one of which he spent [...]
27 Jul
Miss Miss Bang Bang
On the recommendation of a friend, based solely on the weight of his musical taste and a few youtube videos, I accompanied said friend to a concert-ish event last night.
Concert-ish definition: music was played, people listened. The vibe was more street corner performance art, with mandatory donations to the guitar case or hat. (Not that I have [...]
15 Jul
So I Tend To Romanticize Things
I have this compulsion to think I should tell of my concert-going experience yesterday. I could explain . . .
mind-wracking when my car decided to hurl on the side of the road, then dry-heave intermittently for the next two hours.
praying ‘Come on baby, you can’t give up the ghost until we get there. Once you regurgitate us onto the [...]
6 Jul
Lucky Lady
On my way back from California, I had a three-hour-and-fifty-minute layover, from the time the wheels of Plane 1 touched down until the same spherical rubber objects of Plane 2 were to leave the runway. What could happen in not-even-four-hours, you ask?
Well, I could dart out of my nearest-to-the-exit-for-purposes-of-quick-getaway seat, find the flight info screen, note which [...]
1 Jul
Cali Part 1
As I went to California mainly to see and spend time with various members of my Extended Familial Unit, I think most of my adventure there would not be of interest to you. Much reminiscing about how little (and yes, cute) I used to be, many stories about my parents’ actual childhood (bingo! blackmail), and various [...]
26 Jun
Back To Reality
Today was my last day with the three boys.
We were preparing to go to the park and play our third of three basketball games (it was 1 and 1), and the oldest was bouncing the ball in the foyer waiting for us old fogies to get read to GO already. My aunt told him that [...]
12 Jun
Just Like . . .
As I’ve noted, I’m assigning myself random projects now that I have a little more ‘free’ time. So far most of what I have to show for it . . . isn’t showable. Other than my table, everything is rather ethereal. My burgeoning cooking ability. My organization and houseold-ery which is only impressive comparable to what [...]
9 Jun
Running To San Francisco On A Jet Plane
I’m flying out to California on Saturday to visit various clusters of family, most of whom I’ve not seen in 10 years and three of whom I’ve never met. It’s a graduation gift from my family to . . . well, also to my family.*
I’m not really paying much attention at work. Or to you, [...]
31 May
Walmart Philosophisors
I had to run into WalMart early this morning to buy the most interesting combination of items the checkout probably saw.
There was only one lane open, and I was in a hurry, but whatareyougonnado at 8AM on a Sunday?
Well, if you’re the guy behind me, you’re going to gripe, loudly, about The Man and how [...]
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