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Love Saves The Day

Apr21
2008 Leave a Comment


On my last day in Manhattan before moving out of my East Village hovel, I gave away most of my possessions to Love Saves the Day, a local thrift / toy / retro cool store. It felt good. In the picture above, I stand before some of the goods. My airport pickup was at 2, and I was making trips up until 1:45 (Love Saves the Day is only just around the corner from hovel).

I Love Love Saves the Day. The name announces a bold and beautiful way of perceiving the world. As an exercise, I am going to write its name for 4 mintues. I think you should too. DON’T USE COPY AND PASTE!!

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Jack Nicholson Love Hopes

Jan19
2008 Leave a Comment

Jack Nicholson said in an interview that he wants to fall in love again. [See story]

At this point in his life, though, he is more likely to fall and break his hip.

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Hoboken Henry

Feb11
2007 Leave a Comment

Hoboken Henry met a Jersey City gal.
She invited him to supper, said to take the light rail.
His heart was in a flutter, was dizzy with glee.
Thinkin’ bout her lovely dress he slapped hisself on the knee.

Friends of his who knew of the date said it wouldn’t work.
This gal was some kind of princess and Henry was a jerk.
Slow.
‘Noxious.
Fidgety.
Dull.
Plain.
Poor dresser.

So on the day of his dinner plans Henry took special care
To look his best and brightest, got New York clothes to wear.
Taught himself a couple jokes, was sure to read all the news.
That way he’d know what to say and wouldn’t get confused.

He practiced breathing in and out so to stay relaxed
Kept his new manicured hands in the pockets of his slacks.
Looked sharp.
Snappy.
Focused.
Man’s man.
Woman’s man.
Man of the world.

The date was upon him so he headed on out
Had to find that light rail, the train that she did tout.
On Observer Highway he walked and he observed.
He asked a man and a lady, they thought he was absurd.

No one knew of any light rail train, but each would take a guess.
They had him walking up and down, North, South, East, then West.
Sweatin’
Searchin’
Blood boilin’
Fed up
New shirt messed up
Angry.

Hoboken Henry met a Jersey City gal.
Invited him to supper but he couldn’t find the rail.

Spent a day to better hisself so he could be deserving.
Wound up eating alone again, another single serving.
And all of his improvements turned out to be for naught.
A plain obnoxious angry man was just the man she sought.

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