Category Archives: Location

Chapter 11. Sunlight, nature’s best disinfectant was clearing out the last few doppler shadows…

Sunlight, nature’s best disinfectant, was clearing out the last few doppler shadows bridging the bellicose scenesters and hairspray goblins already on the lurk for the lapsed chances offered to the quick and the dead first and then to the able and the eager still catching up on some great escape plan as they race through […]

Chapter 6. Three nights before John Lennon was shot dead in front…

Three nights before John Lennon was shot dead in front of the Dakota, and all the fret world mourned el barrio del corpus christi was relatively quiet to the most casual observer, of whom I was one, belly up to a satisfied mind after a quick handful of tacos lengua and a wet burrito at […]

Chapter 4. Our dear Mrs. Middleton the Strict sent us home with a regenerative task…

Our dear Mrs. Middleton the Strict sent us home with a regenerative task one fine spring afternoon, crisp with the traveling song of wayward dandelions and invincible country singers drunk on the booze left undelivered by the winds of tomorrow’s next surprise. Her thirty students were to ask each of our parents, and in those […]

Chapter 3. The Former Congressman Swore An Air Force Hospital…

The former congressman swore an Air Force hospital had never been located in Palm Beach County. He was a hometown boy, an habitual servant of the county until coming to Washington, knew every synchronized inch of that excruciatingly opportunistic, glitz infested, captivating, terse, paralingusitically vain but royalty free compound paradise. But ever since the feral […]

Chapter 2. We’ll get to the official purposes of my morning…

We’ll get to the official purposes of my morning routine later, but let me walk you through the basics. Are you recording this? Come on people. Let’s get our story straight. Will somebody please shuffle me a freaking electronic device that will please on some non-sadistic level work some magic fuck job on our Greenwich […]

Chapter 1. Never fails. Another fat day in the frat boy war…

Never fails. Another fat day in the frat boy war zone, lovingly called The War Zone in some parts of the Deep South, finds the smiling president sliding another five finger discount speech into the Middlesex American Sawbuck Party’s spending habits, and it seems he’s taking no prisoners with this one. Tweet, tweet. Some prayers […]

Prologue. Events No one can rightfully remember…

Deconstruction along the vines of higher learning has been well on its thorny way since Hermes took note of slim odds on personal survival in a God v. Man pissing contest. Trying to keep up the ancient façade was troubling enough, but when God quit talking and humanity wouldn’t shut up, even the trees in […]