One great piece of mischief has been done by the modern restriction of the word Temperance to the question of drink. It helps people to forget that you can be just as intemperate about lots of other things. A man who makes his golf or his motor bicycle the centre of his life, or […]
Monthly Archives: September 2015
The Land of In-Between… I listened to one of those great sermons that (in my humble opinion) you only hear from an evangelical preacher with a southern accent. Think Robert Duval in The Apostle. He was talking about the times in life when we find ourselves in the land of “in-between”: those purgatorial stopping points on the road […]
When Readers Attack… I have a confession to make. I got a comment on the blog a couple of weeks ago that I deleted, and now I’m feeling like I shouldn’t have. The reason I deleted it, is because it was really ugly and mean. It made me feel like a bulbous, hairy spider was crawling […]
Okay, so in the middle of all this I’m testing out PicMonkey – an awesome photo editor – and this is my first try. Bear with me… I spent the morning like Edvard Munch’s The Scream. I have a new computer (a blog post for another day) and I can not make anything work. […]
Jim Draper’s “The Moat” My newest article for Arbus Magazine is out, and although it is not about drinking or not drinking, I certainly would have handled this situation differently in the old, boozy days of Spiller Vincenty Gallery. The paintings would have been hung crookedly (the walls pocked with my measuring missteps), or I […]
Now that I have the time, I like to yodel on mountaintops! Looking Back… Remember when you used to get out a jumbo bottle of La Crema Chard, and your favorite green wine glass, and you’d find a smutty rag of a magazine, or a Hidden Object game on your laptop, and an old movie on TV, and […]
This is not an abstract painting. It is a photo I attempted to take of some friends in a bar – it captures perfectly, how I was feeling at the time. I’m PRETTY SURE I texted someone right afterwards… Now that I am clear headed, I do not send text messages I regret anymore. […]
This is the restaurant we barreled past and I kept saying, “What about that place with the tapas? And the ceviche?” Until I was so annoyingly convincing, Jon Jon took us there… Something weird happened to me this weekend. I went to St. Petersburg to see Jon Jon and Kallie, and it was the […]
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