We all Live in a Yellow Submarine Metaphorically speaking. Thank you Beatles, I think.

As some of you have read previously, I am divesting myself of many years of clutter, both mine and that of my very dearly departed Max. Currently I am selling Max’s jeep (read previous post – see http://www.maxsjeep.info) plus an assortment of ordinary, bizarre and some very wonderful objets d’arts.  Among these are some Beatles memorabilia which I […]

Cleaning House, or…remembering what’s really important.

Did I tell you? I’m on a cleaning, sorting, trashing, selling,donating and organizing streak. Lookout ebay and Amazon, I’m on a roll! After those recent ingrate jolts (refer to previous post), my desire to purge with great abandon is, well, great! How’s that for becoming gratefully energetic in the face of adversity? Why just today […]

Petrified Can O’Max #5

Tis the holiday season and I am on the road, again! No, I am not moonlighting as a warped, Jewish version of Santa Claus, though I am driving a shiny red ford escape which might be mistaken by nearsighted individuals as a sleigh… But I’m not schlepping tons of wrapped shit across the country or […]

Can o’Max #4 – The Tour Continues

Once again, I find myself sitting in a hotel room, typing on my trusty iPad, reaching into the cosmos for the words to make sense of this weekend’s journey. In celebration of my beloved sweetheart, Max Middleton’s 63rd birthday on October 31, Halloween, Samhain, Day of the Dead, All Soul’s Day, I am here to […]

Woman steals dog from grieving man.

People can be really fucked up. Yesterday I received a phone call from my friend Dan. He was beside himself. His dog had been stolen. Okay, that news is BAD. I mean who steals a dog? What kind of an a-hole would do that sort of thing? I’ll tell you, but it ain’t gonna make […]

Honey, i sold your motorcycle.

“Sell the damn thing. It’s okay baby I don’t need it where I am, I’ve got one that runs great!” That’s what I hear him saying. It’s just weeks before what would have been my beloved Max Middleton’s 63rd birthday. He was a Halloween baby, the spook. I’m wondering if per chance he will show […]

Baby, baby tell me where it’s at.

My sweet grandson has taught me more in his 8 weeks of being on our planet Earth than I may have so far learned in my sixty-somethin years. Here’s the deal according to Levi Ward, life coach and scholar. Take notes. You will be tested. “Tit or no tit. That’s what babies know. That’s all […]