Che

Years back, on New Year's Eve, in a crowded and cramped apartment in downtown Havana, my then wife and I partied with a family of Cubans that covered about three generations. They loved dancing. The spread put out by a big-butted matriarch was comprised of okay-tasting beans and yucca and expensive chicken and enough rum … Continue reading Che

Self,

Here we are Party of one What do you want to think about? Penance Knew you were gonna say that Anything but the elections I mean, penance is a light topic, why not? lol You'd think by coming out and saying you voted Trump qualified you as a man. Not the Trump part, just the … Continue reading Self,

My Queen

Like we agreed at the outset, one of us would stand outside next to the other's coffin before it's about to be lowered.  It's a little sad too of course. I didn't want to die so young.  If only we might have logged a few more fancy receptions and backwoods rivers and--I always liked our … Continue reading My Queen