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 […]

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 […]

Trains planes texas bound September 11,2013

My bags are packed, I’m ready to go …sounds like a song lyric? It is. Songs have been running through my brain since Max walked into the light yesterday. “Happy trails to you”, a la Roy Rogers and Dale Evans was the first,” which was followed by “So long, farewell… good bye (the last word […]

Sailing into the sunset, enjoying the moment.

I took a big leap yesterday when I hopped on a tourist boat trip from Petra, breathing the fresh sea air as we bumped, glided and sailed around the northern island coast of Lesbos, passing tourist towns and fishing villages, arriving about two hours later at the tiny harbor of Skala Skyamnias (my spelling may […]

And here WE are… I’m talking to YOU!

“Okay. Okay…okay already, I will Write down every word you say. I promise not to edit or care if people think I’m nuts (even if some may think so before they read this). If at least you’ll first let me have breakfast. Hell, I’m not even sure if the voice I’m getting is you or […]

Is anybody out there?

Hi again. It’s me calling out from this island in the Aegean Sea. Are you there? Are you reading my words? Do you care? WTF? What is so important you can’t respond? Are you so busy with your iPhone, checking Facebook, googling Syria-GMOs-radiation leaking from Fukishima, wondering when you can might get your nails done, […]