Monthly Archives: November 2015

Old Black Magic of Siam

Four years my friend, Pi-Noi brought his work crew down from Ban Nok to install an air-conditioning system in a Pattaya bar. The 400-kilometer drive gave them a healthy thirst and that night under my mango tree we drank a case of Chang Beer. Nearing midnight the bottles were empty, but the out-of-towners wanted more […]

EL TOPO

I’ve been working with Mexicans at the metal shop for the last year and a half. As always I try to improve my language skills and I help them with English. The other week I gave Oscar, who has prevented my fingers from getting ripped off my lathes or pierced by drill presses, the movie […]

Five Degrees of Hangover

It’s football season in the USA and this Sunday Americans are following their teams. I’m in good shape. The Patriots are undefeated and the rest of the schedule is easy, but even those fans with losing teams have beers in the fridge and burgers on the grill with tequila shots at half-time and whiskey for […]

Opps. Ouch.

Last week a woman photographer shooting a furniture catalogue at the brownstone stepped off the steps and rolled her ankle. Two snaps. I comforted her while we waited for the ambulance and lied to her, saying, “It’s probably ligaments.” “How do you know?” “Because I played basketball for years and we were always getting injured.” […]

Joni Mitchell In Drag

I was born in 1952. During that prehistoric period doctors had no way of predicting an infant’s sex, yet my mother was so convinced that her second child would be a girl that a year’s worth of pretty pink baby clothing lay neatly stacked in a crib prior to my birth. I imagine she experienced […]