Monthly Archives: September 2017

put up a parking lot

So there I was. The world’s most reclusive guy, under a solemn vow never to make eye contact with another being, pulling in front of a stranger’s house in The Greater Phoenix Metro Area. I was there to meet the … Continue reading

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brothers, part 7

“Come outside! There’s music!” Rick has poked his head through the door to lure me out. I am skeptical. There’s a muddy dog waiting to pounce, and I’m doubtful of the prospects of a concert. But Older Brother Subservience kicks … Continue reading

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brothers, part 6

Enjoy every sandwich, the prophet Zevon said. I think that applies to walks, too. These guys.

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brothers, part 5

the good news: i think i have mastered the coffee maker. the bad news: apparently you should NOT wait till smoke starts pouring out of the toaster as an indication the toast is done. This is likely why Bobo’s is … Continue reading

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brothers, part 4

We’ve searched the garage, and the horrible truth is evident: We can’t find a spear. Texas’ new law has just gone into effect. It’s now legal to carry long knives, daggers, bayonets, and yes, even spears around in public. I … Continue reading

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