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Larry and Teresa and Mark and Alice

I woke up this morning with a very sore shoulder and I’m typing this through the pain. That is how much I love My Gentle Readers. But I’m not crazy, I’m taking acetaminophen; I’ll be right back after a word from our sponsor. It doesn’t work that fast but I feel better, placebo effect. I’m […]

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Joe and Anthony: Together Again

Yesterday was a long and fun day. First there was therapy. My therapist always gives me extra time. She asked me, “how do you do that?” I’m a fun patient to treat. Then it was off to Tarrytown to see Joe Crookston and Anthony da Costa. Therapy is in Harrison, due east in Westchester so […]

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Computer Fanny Anxietutte

My brain, body, and computer are all in various states of disrepair. That means postponing the entry I was planning on and addressing the disrepairs.

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No Jacksons! Except for Bumper

Today i write about the Mets and the Bumper Jacksons

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I Have a Feeling 61 Is Gonna Be a Good Year

Yesterday was my birthday. For the first time in five years, I celebrated it my favorite way of celebrating, going out with one friend that I love to do something I love. Gen and I went to see Tomoko’s Post Bop Gypsies.

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The Game of Stages

I’m home from the New Bedford Folk Festival and filled with tales to tell. It’s been a while, but this was worth waiting for. It would be nice if I remembered what happened; at least I have my marked schedule, so I can fake the music. The story you are about to read is true, the memories have been changed to protect the idiot. That’s me.