With a smidgen of religion

It's hours after noon on the 30th of August, 2010, and I am bringing this blog to a close. No more will I write my once a week entry of...

I was never much of a gear head. Cars did little to impress me, although I did admire the shape of some. I used to draw approximations of my...

Around the time I fell through the sky with a parachute on I took a job as a machinist. I suppose besides their timing the two were also lin...

I was not articulate in my youth. My speech when I spoke at all was mostly monosyllabic. My penmanship too lacked finesse. It resembled scra...

With an hour to go before the ceremony was to begin the four of us dropped hits of acid. This was in early June when I was fifteen and in ni...

One of the perks of my father's job as a corrections officer at the Somers, Ct, maximum security facility in the early to mid sixties wa...

Sunday afternoons while addled and hung-over from Saturday night's excesses we played pick up games of full contact football without any...