Adam West was my Batman. His was the Batman that I knew first, so he's the one whose visage my mind's eye still summons whenever I hear someone say "Batman." In those days, Batman as a franchise was campy. It was a comic book lifted right from the cartoon pages and performed by people doing very silly things in a very serious manner. Decades before the franchise turned dark, Batman was good wholesome family fun. Just like Roger…
1. What was the last thing you put in your mouth?
I am glad that I saw this after breakfast and not right when I woke up. Because a tangerine, then...
Genine was a high school friend. Brief, bright and deep, that was our love, from about mid-freshmen year to the summer of junior year. I wish I could find my goddamn yearbook so I could see what we wrote into the blurbs on each others' pages at graduation. Was it "remember when we..." and was it promises to keep in better touch? It's things like that you grasp for, when you find out a one-time friend is gone.
I haven't said anything so far, for the delightfully childlike reason that I didn't want to jinx it . But being this happy requires sharing, especially after 2014. All year long into the beginning of 2015 these entries were filled with my dreary slog through the minefield of depression and anxiety. You all supported me and helped to bring me back.
You know what else helped to bring me back? My job. I love my new job.
Remember bringing home your math book for
the first time? Everything was new, there were symbols and fractions and
apples being added up and subtracted. It was fun. Most kids start out thinking school
is awesome. Some keep that enthusiasm, but a lot of kids lose it, and for those little guys, school is a drag.
But what happens to that early enthusiasm?
One of my buddies confided that he can't stand it when his other single friends goad him into going "tom-catting around" on a Saturday night. I laughed, because I hadn't heard that expression before, yet it so neatly captures what the vibe of that evening was going to be; but then I felt bad for laughing, because the expression really bothers my buddy, here he was confiding that his dick-swinging trim hunter pals would tease h…
Pomona Cafe & Wine Bar Opens in East Boston
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Early this year, it was reported that a dining spot with Colombian
influences was finally getting close to opening after being in the works
for a long ti...
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