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Here Comes The Sun

February 25, 2005, was nothing short of miracuous. I woke well before my alarm at 6:35 from a series of dreams into which all of my life’s major players, excepting my parents, made prominent cameos. I saved them all: Erin from an ill-fated relationship, Sibby...

Movies Of Myself

Um, hi. What the hell was I thinking? The way I reckon, I’ve spent exactly 30 of the last 60 nights sleeping in my own bed. In the last two weeks, I’ve been home exactly four nights. So WTF!?! Let’s throw a party! In my empty apartment! Making...

I’m With Stupid

Why’s the dude in the argyle laughing? Because you’re all invited over to his apartment! Ok. I was supposed to perform with Tony and Walker at Alphabet Lounge Friday night. Ends up the house band (as it were) is shooting a DVD. Which the sweetheart who...

A Shot In The Arm

I’m running. It’s 80 degrees on the Gulf Coast. The air is thick and sweet. The palm tree-lined boulevard is wide, hemmed in on the east and west with sleek, South Beach-style condominums. Every few feet, I pass a pair of senior citizens, some walking,...

The Scientist

I woke this morning from a dream-soaked sleep. The alarm clock letters read 5:53. I had a distinct sense of unease, as if I wasn’t alone in the room. I lay there a minute in bed, unmoving, listening to the wind and the waves, then got up for a glass of water. I...