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Fourth (but actually my third)

Pointillistic wrap-up of my holiday in it’s-pronounced-West-Topsam.

No Phone

She was lookin’ for a phoooonnne, just a lookin’ for a phoooonnne!

DSWJ Character Shirts!

Who’s your favorite Sausage? Soft-Shoe ringer tee and Flamenco cami now available!

Detritus: Meme-linky Madness!

I saw my first fireworks the other day, not lit ones, but sodden remains on a beach in Boston where I knew I had been before, on a less beautiful but no less loved day, a ferocious rain coming down on me and my man and making illegible the windows of the car we were in. This time it was a different man, a different ex, a moving van, a brassy day recently polished by a June rain.

All Things Considered, It Still Tastes Like Mucilage

Fellows! To-morrow I shall be on the wireless descrying a homily on the moral lassitude of frozen-custard vendors!

A Day of Mourning… For the Bomb

Dad sold the Vista Cruiser. We cry now.

Washington Heights Impex, Ltd.

A list of items being shipped in or out of my apartment this week.

How He Stopped Worrying And Learned To Love The Israeli Army Laundry Soap

“All recruits are given a physical “profile” number, the highest being 97 (it is said that the extra 3 points are taken off for circumcision).”

Gus Sindex Mini: A Semester in Pictures

Interpretive dance and getting old.

Things Made Out Of Hands

Return to Trevor Van Meter’s site.