Monthly Archives: June 2009
Michael reconsidered
I wrote the other day that I liked the young Michael Jackson’s work with the Jackson 5 — the singles, really — but not much beyond that. That sounds cold, but it’s true. I don’t have any of his records. … Continue reading
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Where were you?
Today was one of those days that you’ll remember exactly where you were when you heard the news. Yeah, but which piece of news? Farrah Fawcett? My boss came out of his office as if fired from an ejector seat. … Continue reading
Still running late
To my own party, that is. Sunday was my birthday. I turned 52 and thus remain older than dirt. So let’s celebrate. Better late than never. One of my birthday presents came all the way from Brooklyn. My friend Alan … Continue reading
Movie night
We’re taking a little vacation later this week, just me and my 14-year-old son. We’ve rented a small cabin on the Mississippi River, way on the other side of Wisconsin, for a couple of days. Evan’s idea of getting away … Continue reading
A birthday at Ray’s Corner
Ray turned 84 today. You know Ray. He’s my dad, the guy who lives at Ray’s Corner, the apartment with the loud music, and the place where the martinis are made of gin with the vermouth bottle held about a … Continue reading
