Monthly Archives: December 2020

We Are So Fucked

In the first days of March 2020 I stood on Kilimanjaro with the Kili Iniitative Climb group. Once again I did not summit. At dawn I descended from the 16000 feet camp across the Saddle to the Horombo camp, where I met my friend Pendaeli. The Tanzanian park ranger said, “You can get the Internet […]

All Hail Homer

Last night I was alone after a Chinese take-out Christmas diiner with my young comrades downstairs. After the dumpling feast I went outside to get some air.

Boxing Day

Boxing Day dates back to the Middle Ages. Workers showed up at the manors and estates to receive hand-outs from their English overlords. In those early times the money was placed in a clay pot containing the year’s bonuses and in recent capitalist times the boxclay pot containing the year’s tips, which were doled out […]

Journal Entry – December 25, 1977

Dec. 25, Boston. Yesterday after dancing at the 1270 Kevin and I ate Monte Cristo sandwiches at Ken’s Steak House on Boylston Street. The nineteen year-old played bass for the Mumps and like most young people he had with more future and less of a past than me, but we talked freely about punk and […]

Merry Stiffmas

In December of 2009 the jewelers on 47th Street were counting on a big buying spree to recoup from the Great Recession, however the nation’s zombie economy had exiled the masses from luxury purchases gold and diamonds. Only the rich had money and Richie Boy had more than his share of the upper class. One […]