When I was younger it meant the same thing that it does now- I’m looking for cars, and like most teetering on the edge of sixty types, I’m looking for the cars of my youth, which in my case weren’t the obnoxiously omnipresent tri-fives of Boomer car show infamy: No, I was never a fan …
Author Archives: Damian
It’s a bullet point extravaganza!!!
January 2022
2022. It’s surreal, living 22 years into the 21st century, everything literally changing around you and as you look at it. We spent the day at home and abed, getting up in the late afternoon to do a couple of chores and flirt with the idea of driving somewhere before the Winter sun set at …
Doggerel.
Poetry. A story, boiled to its essence, the vapor of feelings, an attempt to write down what a sunbeam casting through dust looks like and then describing your emotions seeing the cat or dog slumbering in the warmth, fuzzy little eyelids closed to the light, time stopping. Then there’s doggerel. Similar to the nonsense posted …
10/23.
Jenny wished she had stopped by the grocer to grab a Heinz product of any sort, since 57. I can’t say that I’m in disbelief- more like a quiet amusement at the number and where I am, and plotting where I want to be at 58. I was awake at 6 A.M., excited to see …
The importance of patience.
There’s a restaurant close to the house that has a pretty good selection of beers and a solid, basic menu of burgers and a few salads. Jenny and I will head over when we don’t feel like cooking or when she’s in a burger space. We wound up at Dukes last night and long/short, I …
The Merkur.
I’d written a version of this and posted it on Kinja in 2017. Kinja wiped everything, which meant that my original was gone, as was the copy I drunkenly attempted to move over to this platform. Eh, I’d been meaning to revise anyway. Here’s the revision: I’d just finished up a call in one of …
Huh.
I looked at my last published entry here, and it was in March. A lot has happened since then, but not just to me- the whole world is reeling from 2020. So I did what any sensible person who stress eats would do: In my little corner of the Universe, upheavals were the order of …
I’m Officially Old.
It was 2200 (10 P.M., for those who don’t keep a 24 hour clock), when the tensioner slipped from my hand and settled next to the crankshaft pulley. Scott asked me if I was confident about getting it done. I said yes, but not tonight. “Take the Subaru to work. You can finish the Benz …
The Malaise Era.
I’m 55. I got my license a bit late at seventeen, where my peers had theirs at sixteen- it was more a function of where my family lived, in the central part of Elk Grove, Ca, close to all three of the schools. The elementary, jr. high, and high schools were all about a fifteen …
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