Monday, March 20, 2006


For an entire summer my friend Marilou and I went without shoes. Now mind you we lived in a city( we were military brats living in Germany) and that means we walked the city streets, rode on subways, streetcars and buses sans shoes and we're not talking sandals here . We revelled in our calloused, cinder embedded feet as badges of freedom. We could walk on broken glass our feet were so tough. Later Marilou would be deported as a bad example of an American how I eluded that fate I'll never know. Marilou now resides in an abandoned trailer in upstate Maine. She wears Birkenstocks all winter (with unmatched socks I might add) even in 10 feet of snow.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006


Tattoo of the bubblegum variety- the very best despite its tendency to flake off. The other variety - too much commitment.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006


What could possibly be the rationale behind this disturbing practice of attiring one's offspring in insect garb? No doubt naive ill-informed parents claim that such getup is "cute"and see no harm in it at all. But the very young vulnerable child utterly impressionable is apt to develope inalterable insect-like traits after exposure to such invidious stimuli. I have observed several cases firsthand and vouch for the dire nature of this concern.