In eleventh grade, I instantly and forever fell in love with my AP English teacher Dorothy Krasovec, but as Ian Hunter wryly penned, “all of the good ones are taken.” A Fairmount Temple carpool
There’s a segment I loved as a kid from an old Jack Benny show I heard once. It’s like fifteen minutes to airtime and Jack Benny asks his writers for that week’s script and
In this time of relative crisis and personal depression, I decided that serious issues needed to be discussed. Rachel and Joey were a much better couple on Friends than Ross and Rachel. I went
In less than stellar times, there’s finally a good reason to sing the blues again. With America polarized mostly by greed and selfishness, Cleveland based quartet Bad Hooks hit the nail right on the
God is a concept by which we measure our pain I’ll say it again God is a concept by which we measure our pain Black cloud crossed my mind Blue mist round my soul
I never wanted to be a derivatives trader, but I knew my shit. I was play acting and making them more money in ways they never realized. I hated every second of every day
Am I in love? No, I thought I’d been in love, but I guess I wasn’t, it just passed over. I guess I haven’t met the girl yet but I will and I hope
I’m a punk rocker, but I read Miles Davis’ autobiography and that guy was too. Most people are too lazy to dig Jazz these days, and maybe it was the musicians that wanted to
I’m doing my best to be social now, but I went through a period where I was just making people irate because I knew more than them about whatever they were talking about. So
I just got a news alert on my phone about this article in the New York Times, which was time consuming because I really don’t know how to retrieve these articles from my phone
That is a weird secret language I was told would be easy to learn because I was good at math and it was all math based. It was the hardest thing I ever tried
