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Some Kind Of Moster
This is what three hours on Academy Bus Lines, plus 30 miles in the Jeep’ll getcha’: three generations of Wagners under one roof. This weekend’s event is Ethan’s Christening in Stone Harbor, NJ (including a duathlon on Sunday). I left work early — and believe me on this one, that wasn’t easy — walked over…
View Post Sometimes you walk out of the movie theater and everything looks just a little bit different: the city pulses with life, the dusk has a bit more color, and you can’t help but feel a little more whole. I saw ‘Metallica: Some Kind of Monster’ with a screening room full of music journalists tonight, and…
View Post I lost my right ring finger in a brutal knife attack last night. Yes, I was dreaming. Or nightmaring. The nightmare involved an ex who shall remain nameless. In the dream, we were about to wed when a jealous ex of hers cut my finger off with a kitchen knife. There were trails of thick…
View Post There aren’t enough ‘Pro Tools For Dummies’ or ‘Home Recording Made Easy’ books, there aren’t sufficient hours in the friggin’ day to rescue me from this ‘Money Pit’ meets ‘Duplex’ hell of mine. I can’t make this f’in’ computer rock. You’re picturing, perhaps, Tom Hanks in an iso booth? Or Ben Stiller in headphones? Well,…
View Post I had the strangest revelation on the subway tonight. It was just about an hour ago. I was on the ACE heading home. Keane’s ‘Bend & Break’ was playing on my iPod when it hit me, less like a thunderclap than a warm sunshower. One minute the sun was still out, then next I was…
View Post Coupling
A few beers, a burger, and an afternoon watching three sets of parents keep up with four rambunctious children has set the likelihood of me coupling and mating back at least two years. I kid, of course. The Bolster/Wagner clan — Wagner brothers Christofer and I, Bolster brothers Brian and BJ, and respective wives and…
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