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Earthquake Weather
I was on the phone with American Airlines when it struck. I’m flying from Los Angeles to San Francisco in the morning. I’m renting an SUV, picking up my buddy Jon who’s flying in from Philadelphia, then heading up to Point Reyes where I’m meeting up with my best friend Sibby, and the groom’s brother,…
Read MorePacifico
So irresponsible. I stopped into a music shop on Santa Monica Boulevard on the way home from work and bought an acoustic guitar. Oops. It’s nothing special, but I didn’t exactly stick to my hundred dollar goal. Nope, I dropped a buck eighty. But I got a case out of the deal. And some picks.…
Read MoreRemember To Remember Me
I miss my guitar. I never used to leave home without my guitar. You never really know when you’re gonna’ wanna’ play, or when a song’s gonna’ strike. I’ve dragged it clear across the country never to crack the case. And I’ve dragged it to different continents and come home with an EP’s worth of…
Read MoreExit Music (For A Film)
Is it a harbinger? A warning sign? Does narrowly escaping a massive accident increase or diminish one’s likelihood of being involved in another? It’s barely five o’clock. The sky is light and streaked with clouds. I am in the back seat of a Lincoln Towncar. My Russian driver is driving quickly down the BQE. ‘Good,’…
Read MoreThe Soft Bulletin
Geez, there’s so much to say, but not enough time to say it. It’s 12:23 Monday morning. I have a car coming at 4:45, and a 7:00 flight to L.A. So I gotta’ be brief. Heck, I’m not even packed. I’ve had better weekends. Which isn’t to say I didn’t do fun stuff and spend…
Read MoreSave The Day
Up until a minute ago, my lead was “Dave Grohl saved the day.” But now it’s “Ethan saved the day.” I’ve had a fairly shitty go of it today. Could be that I was working until midnight last night, running up and down the spiral staircase to answer IMs from work (it was the Movie…
Read MoreGame On
I emailed Ron the moment I heard. “The MJ jury’s gone home for the night. Game on.” Rivulettes of sweat were running down my spine by the time I got to my apartment. Mike and Chris were waiting on the stoop, styrofoam cooler in hand. “The cooler went over well at The Yale Club,” Mike…
Read More2 Do
The further downtown I go, the more anxious I become. I’m on the 2/3. I’m listening to my iPod while reading my essay. I am imagining the sound of my voice over the sound of The Who’s “Eminence Front.” I am practicing emphatic pauses. And the further downtown I go, the more anxious I become.…
Read MoreKarma Police
I was robbed. Not, like, metaphorically. Literally burglarized. Worst of all? I was home. Yeah so I’m downstairs cookin’ up an Amy’s vegetarian pizza and I’m thinkin’, ‘My contacts are kinda’ cloudy’ so I reach for my bag with my glasses and … and the bag is gone. It normally hangs in the kitchen but…
Read MoreBed, Bath & Far Beyond
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again: I’m a heterosexual man with all the benefits of being a gay man. I’m speaking in broad generalizations, to be sure. But there are moments when I step outside of myself for a second, look back and think, ‘My gosh, you are so gay.’ I’m sensitive, and…
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