I landed smack dab on Newark today. Place of my birth. Land of hundreds of thousands of Portuguese, and their somewhat American offspring. Dad was there, at the gate to greet me. Isn't it weird how dads get shorter? I remember when my dad was the...
Twas the eve before flying back to Jersey, and all through the nest, not a creature was stirring, 'cept for that lizard that peeks his head in through the hole in the ceiling. I tried to call audioblogger to do the deed, but no dice. Hence; no accented BM...
Being the good Samaritan that I am… I traded my window seat to the mom who wanted to sit next to her cute little girl. In exchange, as usual, I got to sit next to the alcoholic and the neurotic. He came on to the plane smelling...
I tend to put my suitcase next to my closet two days before travel. The idea is somehow it will pack itself. While I sleep my room will get all Bedknobs and Broomsticks and Angela Landsbury will select my favorite shirts and boxer shorts... cause fuck it......
(continued from yesterday) All day and all night I listen to his new album. Waldemar's voice, guitar, and message destroy me as always. I wanted to be ready when I saw him up on stage today, to sing along, and soak in all the energy his show radiates. I'm...
