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how many six packs does it take?

looking at a pearl jam concert from 24 years ago, i squint to read the tiny type at the bottom. american music club. i had totally forgotten. now i’m falling in love with them all over again this morning. “this … Continue reading

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The Dancing Bananas, part 1

Back in a previous incarnation, Char and I were a vaudeville act, a largely overlooked duo playing the Milwaukee circuit for cheap beer and free Packers tickets. So the formation of The Dancing Bananas should come as no surprise. I … Continue reading

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once upon a friendship

Bad days: — In the second grade, I ran away from school because I hadn’t done my homework. I hid in the alley all afternoon while plotting a scheme that would keep me from having to return. — On my … Continue reading

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life is funny, part 363

he’s wearing an incredibly cool pair of vintage asics racers. i’m smitten. i have just finished 2 miles on the dirt track at cole, seeing if the softer surface would help my ailing knee. it did not. maybe i’m finished? … Continue reading

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The Great Pants Scare of 2016

i’m putting on my pants. i have done this many times, so i don’t give it much thought. until. as i secure my belt, i feel something in my left pants leg. it’s big. it’s creepy.  AND IT’S MOVING AROUND. … Continue reading

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space monkey and me, part 3

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space monkey and me

the philosopher aristotle once proclaimed: “everybody has something to hide except me and my monkey.” but nobody ever hid HIS monkey. it began innocently enough. i was at a gallery event at which they ply you with alcohol so you … Continue reading

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