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Kodak Moment #8: Flippin’ Flips

Kodak Moment #8: Flippin’ Flips

I’ve debated whether or not I should even write this Kodak Moment, as it’s not really one of my own. It rightfully belongs to a young man with whom I went to high school, a young man whom my friend Jenny once called the Filipino Tom Cruise. Filipino Tom Cruise has a name, but for his protection I won’t say what it is. All we ever need to know is that Filipino Tom Cruise was a veritable cutie, a popular…

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The Guy Knows Too Much

The Guy Knows Too Much

Oh, hell. That’s nothing. I’ve had several male gynos in the course of my life, and while my first choice—when I’m presented with one—is always a female doctor, I’ve found that on the whole (on the hole?!), male gynos really aren’t any better or any worse. They do, however, tend to have a more gentle touch; I once had a female doctor totally dig in without mercy while doing the finger prod, after which I immediately changed doctors to avoid…

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Lost Wisdom

Lost Wisdom

A clean cut Beach Boy song on the radio prompted H.E. to wax didactic about songwriter Brian Wilson’s not so clean cut ways. As with everything, H.E. was a knowledge cornucopia of the Beach Boy’s pharmacopoeia, but especially so because he’d met the man, and the man in his later wisdom told him that he couldn’t recall the years of his life during his heaviest drug use. Years! Wilson would be shown a photo of himself and others, and he…

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Me and the Boys #4: Bill

Me and the Boys #4: Bill

Friday the 13th reminds me of Bill. When the school year ended for a lot of students this past month, and when I spied a group of kids on their way to their senior proms, I was reminded of Bill. Just the other day, when I posted comment number 91 on Dooce’s announcement and comment number 13 on Jimbo’s poem, I was yet again reminded of Bill. Seems like this is the perfect time to write about him. Bill was…

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Job Joss #1: How Not To Treat Your Genius

Job Joss #1: How Not To Treat Your Genius

Once upon a time, I worked at some regional sales office in a not so distant land. They made me take a timed IQ test before they hired me, and when they checked my answers, the big boss was deeply and genuinely impressed. He sliced his hand in the air above his head and said with a noticeable undercurrent of excitement, “You scored really, really high, and I mean really, REALLY high!” He even used the word “genius” in the…

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