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  • Another Squeeze of Lemmonade: The Memoir Continues

    The fires in the Catalinas are better contained now, no new flare-ups that I can see. Smoke channels upwards here and there, but not the darkened clouds of a week or so ago. Containment, then break-out, then containment again. People began to be disappointed in the language chosen to convey the situation to Tusconans. Fire […]

  • The Lemmonade Stand

    There is a large photograph of my sister Harriet and one of me shot in the 40s. They were professionally taken, and shot outdoors at 222 Oceanview Avenue in Brighton Beach, Brooklyn. We lived on a corner house in a basement apartment on Brighton 2nd Street. In Harriet’s photo she is shot at an angle […]

  • I Can’t See

    I am an equal opportunity disliker. I am underwhelmed by the species of which I am a part. Unimpressive, to say it mildly. I keep on learning not to have expectations — of any kind — of friends and family and the larger organisms that populate in masses all the continents. Many of us can’t […]

  • The Dragon at the Gate

    When I finished the last blog about Joyce, et al, I free associated to my profile on Myspace. At the end of the profile I cited Bertand Russell who said that religion is the dragon at the gate. A woman had surfed Myspace, landing on my site; she left a note which said, in effect, that I […]