OR WOULD VALMONT EVER DO THIS? Lest you worry I am beneath a bridge somewhere with my Louis Vuitton duffle under my head for a pillow, I am in Puerto Rico with Kim. Thank God for Kim (and her husband Claudio). She is the kind of true blue friend who comes to the penitentiary just […]
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It kind of looks like The Mystery Spot doesn’t it? As if a small child in the far corner would look bigger than a grownup in the foreground… That is how I feel – like some gravitational oddity, some trick of the eye has rendered me small and tired and sore and scared. Everything hurts. You […]
I’m moving. From the aerie I have lived in for three years: a sort of elegant prison where I have isolated and waited like Rapunzel for something wonderful to happen. We have had some marvelous times here – birthday parties and late nights on the balcony listening to the inevitable white noise of the ocean. This is […]
I found this old photo from a trip to Moscow. I think that’s kavin photo bombing it… This morning when I signed on to write today’s post, I had 52 Comments from my cyber-stalker. Somehow a spam-like thingy has attached itself to my blog and every day I get a batch of annoyances that look […]
I hate to be like a dog with a sock, but I can’t seem to shake the fact that one in three drowning incidents are alcohol related. I mentioned this statistic in the blog post on Saturday, and now I can’t get it out of my mind. It’s the symbolism, the poetry of the concept that’s haunting […]
Jacksonville Beach this morning… Reading scholarly statistics about something as unmindful as excessive drinking can be amusing. First of all, excessive drinking is defined as 5 drinks for men and 4 drinks for women per day. Need I mention my previous, three-bottle-of-wine-a-day habit would translate into 15 drinks a day? I’m the statistical equivalent […]
“Eve” by Altay Sadigzade Made you look. How do I put this delicately? When I was a drinker, I occasionally ended up in what might be called a compromising position. The best way to describe it is a fugue state: I didn’t black out exactly, but I’d find myself half dressed, or in an unfamiliar location, or with an unlikely man wondering how […]
OR IS BLOGGING, WRITING? F Scott Fitzgerald said, “You’ve got to sell your heart, your strongest reactions, not the little minor things that only touch you lightly, the little experiences that you might tell at dinner.” Isn’t that the essence of blogging? Telling the minor things, the dinner story things with photos that fit neatly […]
Hi. This is a test. I did not fly back to The Bahamas out of frustration. Soon all will be well… Today I’m not drinking because… actually I can’t think of a good reason… How come you’re not drinking?
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Either way, I’m not paying the ransom. I was speaking with Lisa yesterday. She told me that dognapping is on the rise. Her son’s two French Bulldogs were stolen from his yard a month ago and the culprits sent a ransom note demanding $1,500. It was neatly typed, enclosing a SSAE and an affidavit renouncing any claim to further action. […]