Archive for the 'personal failure' Category
My Head Hurts
I am banging my head on the table right now, but I can’t tell you why.
A bunch of you DO know why actually, but because it’s part of the secret plan I’ve been working on for the past 6 months or so, and because I’m doing the whole thing all over again because now I’m [...]
Salt, Meet Wound
I wrote a post entitled Seething. Simmering. Coming to a Full Boil. in August 2006, detailing how my ex’s decision to keep the baby and then run away to Canada pulled the rug out of any realistic plans I had to pursue a career as a musician, which I’d been steadily sacrificing and working toward [...]
Read More..>>Public Apology
Unlike Arlen Specter or Richard Cohen, I firmly believe in apologizing when you’re wrong. Sometimes the apology can be a long time coming, and what follows is one of those instances. The story below does not portray me in a very good light, nor should it.
The other day, I bopped by my long-neglected [...]
Andrew Cohen’s Series on Gonzalez
if you have not yet read it, Andrew Cohen’s four-part series on Alberto Gonzalez is a must read, a profile of a dirty, vile, and utterly immoral little man. if it were up to me, Gonzlez would be disbarred, tried for a variety of crimes including malpractice, unlawful execution, violations of ethical standards, and [...]
Read More..>>(Working) Poverty
I finally gave my newly repaired van the chance to get on the highway this morning, and I am VERY glad I didn’t use it to pick up Sam. The distributor cap/rotor, coil, plugs, and wires have all been replaced, but when it gets up to about 50 mph, the entire chassis shakes so [...]
Read More..>>On Putting It Down
I’ve been playing music and performing live for more than 20 years now, beginning with punk rock and hardcore bands when I was a teenager, a series of entirely unsuccessful (but lots of fun) hippy bands in college, and then some professional successes with Jim and Jennie and the Pinetops, The Essex Green, and UncleFucker. [...]
Read More..>>How to do It
Read the book with the kiddo and tell him to read along with you. A little encouragement goes a long way: I play guitar and sing for Sam when he goes to sleep, after we read stroies. When i told Sam he could sing along with me if he liked, I found it [...]
Read More..>>Seething. Simmering. Coming to a Full Boil
One of my greatest worries when I found out I was going to be a father, and one of the most difficult to accept, has been the restriction of my career as a musician. I knew, especially after Melissa chose to stay in Canada, that touring would be difficult. With child support payments [...]
Read More..>>Suitcase
“Hello?â€
“Hey, it’s me,†Melissa said. “Sorry for calling back so quick, but when you were just talking to Sam, were you talking about his upcoming visit?â€
“Yeah. Yeah, I was telling him how much fun we were going have.â€
“That’s really funny,†she said, “because you know what he’s doing?
“He’s going through the apartment looking [...]
Ghost Truck World
Moving to Philadelphia in January 1999 was the culmination of a really difficult year. I’d been with the same woman since 1992: both of us wildly dissatisfied with New Haven, Connecticut and the hole of crack, illy, and murder it was sinking into, we’d moved to Northampton Massachusetts together where I was enrolled at [...]
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