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JERSEY WRONG 23 Feb 2011 | 04:57 am
She hands me a coupon as if I won a trip to the Wonka Factory. I wanted to tear up the useless coupon and ask, “What about now? Do I still qualify for the $100 discount? Or did I ruin it when I tore u...
MARK 5 Feb 2011 | 01:45 pm
I’m sobbing in a office that resembles the inside of a hobbit’s dwelling. He may be my 5th or 6th, but I want him to feel special and keep out the # of psychiatrists I’ve seen in my life. Of those 5 o...
Greetings from Asbury Park after dark 22 Jan 2011 | 06:35 am
“I’m really not a prostitute,” she smiles while rubbing my fingerless-glove. Her perfume invades my space. It smells of an air freshener you’d find in a Porta-John Read the entire story...
PLOWED 13 Jan 2011 | 01:17 pm
I’d like to take you on a journey now... a journey of a young man living with his elderly Greek-American grandparents, all trying to break free from the shackles of mother nature while holding on to t...
A Christmas Story 21 Dec 2010 | 02:50 pm
A Partridge is a bird in the pheasant family and according to North American vernacular, people who lack intelligence are often dubbed “bird-brains”. In this story, I’m the Partridge. Read the entire...
Fern Bright 8 Mar 2010 | 05:46 am
I climbed up the stool, which was enormous by a 6 year old's standards. Fern sat next to me. But she didn't sit on a stool. Fern was in a high-chair. She looked like a plant that outgrew its pot. Rea...
Olga’s Potato 19 Feb 2010 | 05:28 am
As a kid, I was taken upstate NY when my father and uncle Chris went hunting. During those early years, I learned lessons that were not only misleading, but most likely damaging to my overall developm...
There’s Something About Kristy 17 Feb 2010 | 04:07 pm
For a second, I actually forgot she was in a wheelchair. But this thought was short-lived because two minutes later, I placed her in the hydraulic lift, jumped into the front seat, hoisted her up and ...
I think I met a Serial Killer 15 Feb 2010 | 02:32 pm
When I lived in Boston, I think I met a serial killer. It was around 1:30 in the afternoon. A few of us were hungry and went across the street to the grocery store. I wanted a coffee and luckily there...
Pollock’s Ghost 4 Sep 2009 | 02:56 am
It appears that growing up is directly responsible for the loss of magic & wonder in my life. The possibility of ghosts, however, still excites me. When someone mentions a haunting, I light up like a ...
