Category Archives: Reality is a Harsh Mistress

I make soap

***Time Warp Alert*** My ingenious plan to become Tyler Durden proceeds apace. I’m down a full night’s sleep for the week past so naturally, what happens during my only weekend in Tennessee in six weeks? On night one I sleep … Continue reading

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Mardi Gras

It gives me a peculiar sense of happiness knowing that New Orleans pulled off yet another Mardi Gras. To know that, if I left right now, when I arrived at the St. Charles Tavern for a beer at whatever ungodly … Continue reading

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Tuesdays in February

F*ck!^666 And a full moon, how perfect.

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Superbowl Sunday

Life can blindside you sometimes, like the Seahawks in the first quarter. Last year I was lost in Chelsea with the most beautiful woman in the world while the Eagles were embarrasing themselves. Every year in recent memory prior to … Continue reading

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Another Year, Another New Year’s Eve

If I sat down and made a list of the top 101 places I’d like or expect to spend the momentary dawning of a New Year, the intersection of Broadway and Martin Luther King, Jr. Blvd in Camden, NJ would … Continue reading

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