Author Archives: Peter

Open City declared Peter Nolan Smith an underground punk legend of the 1970s East Village. The New England native spent many years as a nightclub doorman in New York, Paris, London, and Hamburg. The constant traveler has lived for long periods of time in Europe and the Far East. After a forced retirement from the Schmatta trade in Thailand, Peter Nolan Smith returned to New York to work in the international diamond trade. At summer’s end he resumed the life of a writer. The world’s leading leisureologist is currently based in Sri Racha, Thailand, Fort Greene, Brooklyn, and Luxembourg City. He has no address.

May Day Thailand

May 1, 2024 – 8:33 am

Thailand has an amazing galaxy on public holidays, mostly religious or honoring the royal family history. Many farangs are befuddled by this unexplained cosmos, especially since the nation celebrates three different New Year’s Days. Western, Chinese, and Thai. Today is a bank holiday in Thailand, but few Thais or westerners know the origin of this […]

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May Day 2017 Green Acres Tavern

May 1, 2024 – 6:37 am

Five springs ago I traveled north with Kilmer on the weekend in a U-haul filled with antiques. The beautiful blonde had triple-digited on the speedometer on the Interstate. As a lifelong criminal I was uncomfortable with exceeding the limit and when we reached Greenwich, New York, I asked to be let out of the Ford […]

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May 1, 1978 – Journal Entry

May 1, 2024 – 2:04 am

had a dream about you on the Johnny Carson Show, but he was washed up.” “Johnny washed up?” “It happens to everyone.” “I don’t want fame. I want immortality.” “Everyone dies.” “Not me.” LATER Alice left for work. I went to the movies. At the St. Mark’s Theater I watched a movie about Caryl Chessman, […]

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May Day -2014

May 1, 2024 – 2:00 am

May Day 2014 I was sitting at my desk in the Fort Greene observatory. I knew today was an important labor holiday, but I wish that I was working and traveled up to Manhattan’s Diamond District so yesterday to my old boss from the Diamond District. “I wish I could give you a job, but […]

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WICKED YOUTH – CHAPTER 6

April 30, 2024 – 9:33 am

VI Sunny Isles belonged to Miami Beach, but the beach strip wasn’t South Beach with big hotels serving rich tourists with a view of the Gulf Stream. Budget hotels blocked the beach view and once off the strip the swamps ran west to the Everglades. The snowbirds’ exodus began before the Spring Break and hit […]

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