Category Archives: Reality is a Harsh Mistress

Pad

Outside the window, snow is falling on Philadelphia and I am settled, finally warm, in my new residence. I am purely tickled with this place. It’s very high up. The downstairs neighbors leave their shoes in the hallway. And I … Continue reading

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Alcohol

This may be my first live post from a bar. That is very peculiar considering the heroic amount of alcohol I consume on a nightly basis. It has been a day of returns to my former life. My level of … Continue reading

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Premises

It’s been nearly nineteen months since I packed up my things and set out on the road. Since then, when I wasn’t living in hotels or visiting friends I’ve been relying on the charity of family. Now that it seems … Continue reading

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2010

Damn. It’s a New Year. And thanks to Carson Daly I know it’s a new decade. I spent the birth of the current century in Gettysburg drinking a toast to the Queen. I wish I’d known better. The last time … Continue reading

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Theme

It’s only 10 AM and it’s already been a day. A perfect end to this perfect year. That would be sarcasm. Woke up this morning with the alarm as usual. As I hit snooze and turned on the radio I … Continue reading

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