Despite showering daily and brushing my teeth at least twice-a-day, I’m not clean. Nor do I aim to be. How I came to use Suboxone (buprenorphine) is a tale told by an idiot readers can find in greater detail here. The short version is that from a very early age I was given all sorts of meds—some heavy anti-psychotics, others controlled substances. Why will forever remain a mystery because my mother, who managed such things, passed away in ’74, and the prescribers are long since gone as well.
If I had to guess I showed signs of ADD, which along…
I haven't seen the docu, don't know when I might. Does it imply or conclude that Woody started with Soon Yi before she was 18? If so, that's news to me.
And I take it there is another woman accusing him of having sex with her while she was underage?
I wrote about the Allen/Farrow case from a different angle last summer. My perspective was, truth notwithstanding, were Dylan's allegations legitimately part of the #metoo movement? Granted her brother co-founded it, but piling on as she did implied that new information, or additional allegations had been levied (which hadn't at…
“FDR, ymakih shemo!” wrote Harry in response to some issue in recent US history.
I was shocked.
Ymakih shemo … ?
May his name be erased….
It is a curse applied originally to Haman from the Book of Esther. Observant Jews get drunk during Purim while children use noisemakers to blot out the original anti-Semite’s name. Later examples of Y”S (opposed to Z”L, of blessed memory) might include Hitler, Stalin, Martin Luther, etc.
But Franklin Roosevelt? How was Harry equating our nation’s 32nd president with Hitler?
Harry’s response: Roosevelt, Y”S sent the people on the St. …
Because I was a boy scout and like to be prepared, I spend a lot of time thinking about what I’d say if a genie appeared and offered me one wish.
To be sure, there are a lot of ways you could go here. Wealth, perfect health, immortality, world-shaking power, happiness (whatever that means — are you going to leave that up to the genie?), and so on….
If you think it through, however, wouldn’t most of the ideal outcomes result from having the power to heal anyone of anything by laying on of hands?
How about that?
It’s a guy thing, or used to be….
I felt guilty. I hadn’t seen our neighbors in a while. The weather was crap. Snow. Freezing cold temps. Then Jerry’s favorite aunt died in PA. After returning from the funeral he and Deb quarantined a fortnight.
My wife and I are new to upstate. We’re both from LA. Twenty-five years ago we moved to NYC, which is not the best way to prepare for small-town life in the southern Catskills where the silos hold grain, county fairs mean business, and folks trace their roots way back to when.
They took us…
Pi had been going downhill for several weeks. The night before, he stopped eating.
“I think tomorrow’s the day,” Lisa said. The catch in her voice made her meaning unmistakable. I stood and held her.
He’d been with us five years by then, a rescue Lisa arranged who, we were assured, would be docile enough to cohabitate with our senior dachshund, Willie. He was, too. He was a sweet boy, focused entirely upon eating and cuddling with his new mom.
The vet appointment was just after twelve. But he declined fast. …
“You don’t see people marching for Tony Timpa,” some of my conservative white acquaintances sniffed while critiquing the groundswell of outrage at the killing of George Floyd.
What did they mean by that?
Timpa was the young man who called 911, stating he’d run out of his medication for schizophrenia, felt the onset of symptoms, and needed help. Dallas police pinned him down for more than 13 minutes, mocking his cries that they were killing him. Only to realize, moments later, they did. Kill him.
Timpa was white; Floyd, of course, black.
Why not march for Timpa? Perhaps because no…
We called them “soches”. They occupied the highest social, and often economic, levels in my mid-70s high school. You know who I mean — captain of the football team, exchange students, varsity cheerleaders, and sometimes just all-around beautiful people. They ate their lunch in a special place, took AP classes, and just cruised through the school day on a level that was as high above us drudges as heaven is above hell.
Recently one such got taken down.
And, best of all, it was her own fault.
Readers are probably aware of the December 26 New York Times story…
Homelessness is on the rise. Tent cities accumulate around Echo Park, MacArthur Park, and Downtown LA. People live on the streets in other California cities all along the coast. In the rest of the country as well.
The National Alliance to End Homelessness (NAEH) warns that the Covid-19 crisis might undo all the gains made in eliminating homelessness since 2007.
My right-wing acquaintances join former President Trump in feeling distressed at the sight of this human pollution. If only ACLU and other liberal busybodies hadn’t conspired to open the doors of public mental hospitals — those vast and forbidding edifices…
LA born & raised, now I live upstate. I hate snow. I write on healthcare, politics & history. Hobbies are woodworking & singing Xmas carols with nonsense lyrics