If you grow up Jewish in New York you’ll know the word—if you grow up at all in New York, you’ll at least hear it—each neighborhood has their meshuggener, or if they’re female, meshuggeneh. Every neighborhood has their crazy person, … Continue reading
Marianne’s dead. We fought constantly—I stayed late at work—had affairs to escape, but since the plane crash—there’s no avoiding the memories. I think she’s trying to contact me—I want her to contact me. It totally makes no sense but then, … Continue reading
Uncle Harry summoned me and of course, I went. I’m a struggling real estate agent in Walnut Grove and Harry and Beatrix are former stars of the silver screen. Ever since I can remember, I’d spend hours staring up at … Continue reading
“You want to put a windmill on my people’s Ancestral Burial Grounds? You’re nuts, bro.” Jay did everything but put his hands over his ears. “Look Jim, I’ve had archeological consultants in and they say the site’s not culturally significant.” … Continue reading
According to Uri Geller, the endless reoccurrence of these hours 11:11, 11:01, 11:10, 10:01, 10:11, 10:10, 1:01, 1:11 represents a positive connection and a gateway to the mysteries of the universe and beyond. Hell and heaven—sounds like eleven! Well, either … Continue reading