Monthly Archives: November 2024

I Love My Sleep

November 3, 2024 – 1:09 am

As much as I hate Daylight Savings Time, I was happy to sleep another hour this morning. After waking with the dawn I pulled the covers over my head for shelter from the light and arranged the pillows for renewed comfortability. The next forty-five minutes belonged to a blissful slumber. Sleep is the drug. ZZZZZZZZZZZZ. […]

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All Saints Day

November 2, 2024 – 7:29 pm

Yesterday was the Catholic Church’s All Saint’s Day celebrating the over ten thousand saints acknowledged by the Vatican since the festival came into being in the Fourth Century post Jesus’ birth. This liturgical holiday commemorates thousands of known only to the Bearded All-Knowing Deity. Later in that millenia according to Wikipedia on 13 May 609 […]

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November 2, 1978 East Village – Journal Entry

November 2, 2024 – 1:14 am

At Club 57 on St. Mark’s Lang and I heckled the performers. Several people in the audience took offense. Miss Nancy, the emcee, shrilled, “Get the fuck out of here.” The crowd laughed and I responded saying, “Join the real world or at least the 1930s.” We didn’t leave, but when David Dirtbomb, a comic, […]

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MAYBE TOMORROW – A novel – Chapter 1

November 1, 2024 – 12:51 pm

The November sun set behind the Jersey Palisades and flashed a feeble ray off a West Village window. The wavering reflection stalked the Christopher Street pier to a lone youth tuning a battered guitar. The blonde twenty year-old appeared unaware of the approaching glow, then he broke into a smile shy of surprise, as the […]

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November 1, 1978 – Journal Entry – East Village

November 1, 2024 – 8:01 am

Halloween in New York. That day I worked for Mark Amitin, the producer of ALBEE DIRECTS ALBEE, from 10am to 8pm, having to listen to a complete megalomaniac and fight off his advances. By the time I got back to 256 East 10th Street it was 9pm. Alice had left a note on the table […]

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