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along for the ride

January 3, 2012

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Today we drove twenty minutes to Manalapan. I remembered the ride from when I was younger, down from New York visiting my grandparents in Delray. After a sun-soaked afternoon at the beach, we’d take what felt like a private road—the…
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family traditions of summer

June 14, 2010

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Family traditions are simply routines with the bonus of distilled spirits and a weird uncle. More infrequent, one hopes, than brushing your teeth, family traditions are rarely tied to necessity. By design, however simple, they’re decadent—red velvet, cream tights, and…
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mind dumping

June 1, 2010

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In general, "dumping" is a word I try to avoid. Those of you who take issue with "moist" know what I mean. There’s just something completely unpalatable about the word. I won’t even refer to Lucas’s truck by its proper…
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when do tits become tits?

April 30, 2010

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Or breasts for that matter? At what point in a man’s life does he grow beyond referring to a woman’s breasts as "a chest?" As in… "So, he was dating this fat chick… What? She was. And there’s a point…
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an education in “artsy”

March 10, 2010

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I went to the artsy movie theatre dressed in black, my hair bump-it high, wearing soft leather flats. I don’t do berets, but if I were the type to smoke, I’d have a pack of something spiced with ground cloves,…
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grandparents who’d rather

January 19, 2010

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Ican’t delete him from my cell phone. I haven’t tried to dial the number because it would be sad to hear a disconnected recording. I already know the number won’t work, or maybe someone else will answer, a young mother,…
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being single tastes like saffron cream sauce with leeks

November 20, 2009

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When my father first became single after his split with my mom, he had his best friend from childhood, "The Doc," over our house. My father remains close with many of his friends from childhood, each of them with their…
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teacher man: remembering Frank McCourt

July 19, 2009

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When I heard of the passing of Frank McCourt I asked Stephanie if she would write a blog post about him.  She responded that I should write something as she hadn’t read his books or personally known him. It wouldn’t…
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