First Person Shooter

It was typical. I sat down to put on my shoes before heading out to the bank to deposit some rare and desperately-needed checks, when outside my window I heard the rain begin to come down hard.

I can’t tell you how often this has happened.

So I sat there a few minutes, waiting patiently. Rain falling… full story HERE »

My nephew is five years old and like all children of that age and era, is obsessed with Barney The Purple Dinosaur. One weekend I visit him with a gift: A purple rabbit’s foot I’d gotten with skeeball coupons in Coney Island. “What is it?” he asks as I hold it out to him.

“It’s Barney’s… full story HERE »

You could say that my Magic Jew arrived via freak accident, one of those bizarre physical embodiments of ‘shit happens’ that strike with nose-thumbing defiance of all laws of logic. And while many freak accidents can make for deliciously cruel entertainment on YouTube or in newspaper columns invariably called ‘This Wacky World’, their ‘holy fuck’… full story HERE »

In the past, I’ve had some anger issues. Or as my close friends liked to call them, ‘sudden explosions of psychotic rage.’ Almost anything could set me off instantly, but I saved special fits of fury for people who were incompetent, arrogant or blatantly stupid. Often, a little misunderstanding could quickly get out of hand… full story HERE »

I was standing outside the office having a quick smoke before walking the half-block to the deli, same as every day.  For the most part I’m completely (and thankfully) ignored by the hundreds of people who  pass by, but this time a man wearing a set of large headphones looked at me and muttered something… full story HERE »